I have a love affair with the wind
The only touch
I surrender to
Behind steering wheels
Weaving dreams
With soft fingers
Grazing through the sky
Pulling stars closer
To a heart
Who only feels
Free
When the tires
Tread faster than
The limit on the signs
Restricting human speed
Limiting designs
Of coded DNA
I fly through the night
Open arms
Disguised as wings
Those dotted lines
Don’t mind
As the vessel glides
Over its stretched body
Smiling under tar
At the passion in my voice
As I belt to the breeze
The indescribable truth
Of existence
The tender touch
Of a moonlit sky
Creates connection
Of a belonging
My mind yearns
For the silences
I surrender
To the wheel
To the wind
To the wild
I am
Free.
About the Creator
Veronica
I am the moss silken on watered stones, rooted deep in rich soil. Earthen creature, I am the night sky -starry and strayed from the forgotten path of poets - I am, the chatter from the iron rails rattling as the train carries itself home.
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