Wanderlust

Eyes heavy with wanderlust
clingy fragrances covered them shut
you could dance your way into nothingness
purple clouds drained; you could fall in love.

Yes, the sky is bursting
crimson blood splatter
somewhere in between is a ghostly figure
by his side a mad hatter.

Lonesome traveler,
seize the day and tame the night
burn your soles on liquid fire
cool them off on waterslides.

Like by a blast of the ocean
return to safe shores
blue perhaps
but it is this shade of blue we all adore.