Flash: Trader Traitor

Your sky never felt so good..

feels heavenly swimming through clouds freely with no avail

freedom of falling lifts me allowing me to sail

sail like 1 ounce notes from a flute made of sunflower petals in the atmosphere of an ear

like bubbles in a draft mug made of feathers froth from light beer

my words written as air suspended across skylines

gusts of infatuation whirlwind tunnels that shifts gracefully the doors of time

light whistles of our love bounce of the walls of the sky

the deaf feelings of wind under my stomach ascensions as i close my eyes

the warm embrace of the sun crack opens the blue endless ceiling

as my soul stands at the ground and marvel at my body's feeling

scuba diving through the empty sky never felt so right lie a space and ship

I fly freely and gracefully but unhappy through the sky of this empty relationship.

Where are my wings?



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