I can fly.

I do it every night.

First, I close my eyes.

Then I spread my arms, hold my breath

and I try not to think about the thousand butterflies

that start to flutter in my belly.

And slowly

I levitate.

My feet leave the ground.

And

I break free.

I slowly open my eyes

and see

everything.

The patchworks in al shades of green,

the streets that run through the roaring fields like veins,

it's like a painting only I can ever see.

And as I soar above this little town,

I realise that

for the first time

I'm free.

And there's nothing

you can do

to take me down.

I flit to infinity.

So catch me if you can.

l.t.