Circles of Fancy

Circles of Fancy

By: ShinigamiForever

There was a girl blowing bubbles

In the morning air

The round spheres of color

Fading, shifting, blowing

And when they burst,

Like a dream when the owner didn't believe

Anymore

Beautiful

Still, there was something

That I envied

To be care-free again

Blowing dreams

Abandoning them

When I didn't believe anymore

The girl blowing bubbles

Dreamer blowing dreams