Today while scrolling through Frank Ocean’s tumblr I kept hitting River, because I wanted to go deeper and while doing so I ran across this poem that looked familiar, it simply mimicks “White” , but today the words were more beautiful and touched, and I wouldn’t say it because of Franks situation, but well my soul was just touched.
COULD THIS BE EARTH?
could this be light?
does this mean everything’s going to be alright?
one look out my window theres trees talking like people.
i dreamt of storms, i dreamt of sound
i dreamt of gravity, keeping us around
i slept in the darkness it was lonely
& it was silent.
& what is this love?
i don’t feel the same, i dont believe what this is could be given a name.
i woke you were there tracing planets on my forehead…
but i’ll forget 23, like i’ll forget 17
& i’ll forget my first love like you’ll forget a daydream.
& what of all my wild friends… and the times i’ve had with them?
we’ll all fade to grey soon on the tv station.