I hurl to space
A spiral of twists
Flying through the air
And suddenly I’m there
Free as wind,
Walk with me.
Breeze through my mind,
Let me see nuances tonight
And gliding through cosmos,
I pass light blue ice
The color of his eyes
Pick me up.
I stride with my air stream
In my wind there are secrets
Catch a sound of it;
What a beautiful silence.
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