posted on Nov, 1 2016 @ 03:09 AM
I’m for ever blowing bubbles
bubbles of you and me.
I was once your bubble
now your a bubble looking at me.
There are assassin bubbles,
who like to burst another.
Invasive bubbles who love
to occupy the space of the other.
Chuckling bubbles who love to spread
laughter high and low.
Sad bubbles who cry and
make many others cry too.
Born again bubbles
who wonder! what’s it all about?
The stream of bubbles is endless
till your really ask your self.
Is this really me,
or is this just a bubble dream,
dreaming a bubble world of make believe.
Eliberocelta @ bubblelicious day of the dead 2016