Drifting

If I were a picture, I'd

Catch your eye as you fly
Enigmatic giftory says
We don't have to get high
Conditioned currents weren't we
On top of all of our dreams
Sugared fairy tales, as if
One thing is fifty three

If I were a wizard, I'd
Name a spell after you
Pure, pretty and powerful
Unknown only to those select few
Woman where's your hand and
Where do you want to be?
Let's take to the watermelon falls
Let the words just fall in a pile at our feet