A yellow sky hung above our heads,

Held in place by stars tied to the clouds,

Tied with bows and swaying in the celestial breeze.

The lazy summer air, laced with fairy-tales,

And inspired by the ecstasy in your eyes,

Draped us in perfect imperfection.

A kingdom I built for you,

With the ideas in my head and the colors on my fingertips.

It’s all I have, my world of illusions, but I’ll give it all to you.

It’s all I have, my lackadaisical twilight world, but I’m glad to give it to you.