these are not my people I should never have come here

Saturday, May 1, 2010

to the sun

floating over buildings


seeing narrow alleys and tiny moving cars


the air is smooth


it carries me gently across chatter, neighborhood parks, and tired souls commuting home from their 9-5’s

laughing out loud just to hear me happy


long hair hangs wildly, dancing on my head so free


take me here


take me here in quiet moments and in flowery day dreams


so there will be nothing to feel but the softness of the lapping ocean a pone my open hand

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