Red Balloon

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Red Balloon
Wandering so quietly
Across the way
Towards the sea

Lost and torn
I want to touch the clouds
And find my way back
To you

Your pale lips
I want a kiss from you
Before we meet

The ocean’s stiff
The color of blue I see
Knuckles get cold
I unclench my fists

Blue stained cheeks
I make my way towards you
Intertwined limbs
At last

We’re red balloons
Dancing through cotton skies
I call this love
It never dies