Feet Off The Ground

Every moment

Through the forest of eyes,
in the middle of nowhere,
you play with sighs that fall.

Through the winds of moon,
far away in the time,
you fly across the clouds of memories.

Through the burning dawns,
beside nothing more, nobody else,
you walk, step by step, between blue notes.

Through the field of the dreams,
without place and time,
you touch
the thoughts,
the senses,
the feelings

every moment
with your bright and melancholy eyes

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