Our bodies are conductors
of electricity
Sparks fly from you to me
igniting a fire
kindled by our desire
for freedom
in it's pure form
shelter from the restless storm
within our souls.
We are the flames reaching
high up to the sky
and the wisps of ash
as they pass
are the words we
whisper.
The wind ushers us along
while we sing the songs of nature
as it passes us by...
you are the best high I've ever had
and the low comes slow
as we float back down to earth
until we are ready
to fly again.