Perfect Moment

Crimson dyed light covering my feet,
As they are free up in the air.
The pain in my back, slowly fading,
As I rock side to side.
Driven from a town to the other.
Everything is peaceful.
Everyone is quite,
Waiting for the end of the road.
Dreaming of the beauty of that moment,
When all is accomplished.
Yet hoping for more...
Love and Adventure are on their way,
With promises to get you lost.
For in their moments,
You find perfection.
After they leave,
It is all regrets.

© A Furious Child