Flying
Flying
Back,
and forth.
Back,
and forth.
The feeling as if,
nothing can touch you.
Eyes closed.
Hands,
Gripping tightly.
Flying
Living,
as if for the first time.
Breathing,
That fresh autumn air.
Living.
Flying
Escaping,
if only for a few minutes.
Leaving,
if only for a second.
Flying
High,
up above the clouds.
Feet reaching,
above the branches.
Flying
Chains,
creak and groan,
with each swing.
Back,
and forth.
Living.
Breathing.
Escaping.
Swinging.
Flying
Back,
and forth.
Back,
and forth.
The feeling as if,
nothing can touch you.
Eyes closed.
Hands,
Gripping tightly.
Flying
Living,
as if for the first time.
Breathing,
That fresh autumn air.
Living.
Flying
Escaping,
if only for a few minutes.
Leaving,
if only for a second.
Flying
High,
up above the clouds.
Feet reaching,
above the branches.
Flying
Chains,
creak and groan,
with each swing.
Back,
and forth.
Living.
Breathing.
Escaping.
Swinging.
Flying