Saturday, December 06, 2014
I want to feel the sand,
Touch the wind,
Shout my silence,
Interrupt my own words.
I want to swim through dry thoughts,
And bathe in the warm sun.
I want to walk with no reason in mind
And reach my desired destination.
I want to be busy with lazy activities
I want to be disturbed by romance.
I want to smoke some breeze.
I want to drink my search.
I want to be where earth and sky meet,
As they embrace in the horizon.