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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