Heart in the clouds
I'm not looking for forever

I'm more interested in making the most of What I've got
A roof of shooting stars overhead
The groud beneath my feet
Cool water to drink...

I want to be a slave to my senses
Running through fields of experience
Gathering mushrooms weeds & poppies
Nature's discarded jewels

I wanna taste the coastal breeze
With my bare skin
Snap my fingers to the beat of my heart
I'm gonna make my own music
And I'm gonna tear through the waves
of my reality
With a scream and a shout
No questions or answers
No tick tocking of my body clock

And no apologies.

~empressrouge 4/01
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