Wednesday, September 4, 2013

Float Up high

There isn't another place I'd rather be,
Sitting here
On these footsteps
My piece of heaven
Looking out into the deep ocean blue,
Allowing my thoughts to wonder
Oh what a joy it is,
To have nothing to do
Just getting lost in the colors,
Lost in the thought
Forgetting reality.
Imagining to fly,
To a place where no one can find me,
A place where I can hide
Perhaps never come back
Oh what a joy it is
But as I float back from the clouds,
the taste of the sweet ocean in the air
I am glad I am still here
Even if it is a mess at the moment

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