I’m coming

I’m coming flying with the balloons
I’m coming sailing in winds, you’ll never know
I’ll slip beside you, flick your hairs up
I’ll come drowning in waters
Bring waves of cloudy fog
I assure you they are very light
They’ll adsorbed anything they’ll float on
Whether it waters or your water
I’ll come behind you like a squirrel
Soft and sound paws I have
You’ll never hear me come
Chasing you till I can
I’ll come in the grey clouds
I’ll come heavy
Like the rain drop on your ears
I’ll come like a flying parrot
Will appear green but black when I go away
I’ll fade out in black and grey
I’ll come like whisper you never uttered
I’m coming flying with the balloons
I will.

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