I need the touch of a lover
against the beating of my heart.
To entangle myself against the warmth of their heated skin.

I need to be able to shed my flesh
And sink under the waves of the great seas.
To dissolve into the oceans foam
Dispersing in its undercurrents.

To be able to run bare,
Free!
Into the Redwood forests.
Feeling the rotting wet foliage
Under and between my toes.
Melding with the roots deep bellow
And the branches high above.

I need to be able to feel the wind,
Caressing my cheeks at the highest peak of the mountain.
To have the freedom to fall.
Sprouting wings of dark father and white gold.
To dance with the four corners of the world.