I May Be Crazy …

I may be crazy,

Perhaps you can tell;

I have left adoring doe eyes

And burning stages

Behind me.

 

I may be crazy,

Perhaps you know;

Trying to marry the barley winds

And match horizon’s pace.

 

I may be crazy,

Perhaps you can see;

Hoping to sugar my tea

And change the world

Before bed-time.

 

I may be crazy;

I’m sure it’s true:

But I just want to

Believe in unicorns and 

Have to ask:

Why don’t you?

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7 thoughts on “I May Be Crazy …

  1. thefeatheredsleep says:

  2. Robin says:

    Ah, but I do. 🙂

  3. Oloriel says:

    “I may be crazy,

    Perhaps you know;

    Trying to marry the barley winds

    And match horizon’s pace.” – you might be crazy, but rest assured you are not lonely (and I would not call it crazy in the first place, and mind you, my unicorn agrees!)

  4. C.C. says:

    “I just want to believe in unicorns”—ah, yes, if only it were that simple 🙂 Love the tone to this!

    • beeseeker says:

      Thank you. I’m often writing darker stuff, but went for a certain naivete for a change. Glad you liked it and thanks for taking the time to comment.

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