little poems · Uncategorized

daydream of flying

I daydream of flying

those mountains I hear them calling

the sea roars inside me

as the blue skies shy

I daydream of flying

the desert sands in me swirling

the mighty rivers flowing

as the sun-kissed clouds dance

I daydream of flying

of the unknown beckoning

of journeys that are alive in me

as yet another day I wait for the sun to stray…

 

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