Poem

Submitted by sejd on Wed, 2007-07-25 09:55.

Sometimes we float
Like birds blown away in a windstorm
Upside down
The floor seems to disappear

Suspended in space
I dance
With you
And you dance me

When the music slows
Completely out of breath
I embrace you

But I am no longer me
And you are no longer you
We have given up existing
In ourselves

Free for a fletching moment.

Sejd