A horizon. I have NEVER seen you.
But I have dreamt of you.
Between : Neverland and mankind, you stand.
You are the fairy dust tinker-bell sprinkles.
Obscured by many, seen by a few.
Yet Peter Pan roams. He roams between HERE and THERE.
And I, in his shadow.
I have NEVER seen YOU.
Yet, when I bow down on my knees. I pray to YOU.
My Christian name - “Christine”, your tag.
When cars pass me by-and the wind hits the hair I forget to wax. I sense you.
When I eat a McFlurry ice-cream, I believe in you.
When I see a homeless person, I DESPISE you.
And I wonder when will I expire?
Are you in the walls of my drab university? Filled with Michael Kors bags and straightened hair.
I don’t know if I believe in you.
But I do believe in : Peter Pan.
Yet, In the morning, I remember YOU. And forget my beloved Neverland.