Little-ones.

A world globe... in the palm of her hands
A round tear slips and spoils the view, its raining
A questions blown in the air, its hot, it's hell ..it's summer
Summer of the mind. and the mid-day of a single thought
She says she liked everything by it's double
She said, laughter and hidden misery are her secret way to
Figure out the meaning of it all,
A goddess out of a shell.. one day she's the queen of heaven
Next day... can anyone tell?
& Does anyone really know her, or anyone ever did?
Did anyone ever know anything? or did they really care to care?...
Hungry eyes, angry alibis, looking at her through the glass
Her nations underneath, the "little-ones"
Is anyone out there?

Feathers...

She stored him
 In their happiest moments
Feather by feather
Implanted inside her heart
A feather for every melody
 Of the songs they sang
Another  for all the adventures
Of their crazy dreams
A feather for all the places
Their feet traced together
She pulled every threads of her soul 
& sewed herself in his every detail 
The sweetness of his murmurs  
In the echoes oh his laughter
&  the twinkles of his eyes
The warmth of his embrace
In the touch of his hands
& the shadow of his smile. 
She froze the moments,
Perfect moments.
there where she stays.
The fact of his existence alone!
Gives her hope for another day
A reason to count her blessings.
To sleep in hopes of  a flight
 with him in her dreams
Praying that when she wakes up
She'll  opens up her eyes to where his wings at.