My anklets fill the air with resounding laughs
As I scuttle between tall blades of grass.
I feel free
Like I'm the breeze.
A yearning dream
Lounges among the clouds.
Her hand caresses my cheek,
I feel safe and sound.
Did I tell you that I feel free?
Free from the restraint of a rhyme scheme;
Free from structure;
Free from obsessions
Like a speck of dust on a travel spree.
I fly up to her arms,
Secured within the walls of my bubble.
Embraced by the sun, winsome and warm,
I melt like butter.
Every jiffy that led to this moment
Permeates the liquescent me
And dyes my form and essence.
As pale cotton clouds
Surge forth for a cozy hug,
My bubble blows out.
I realize that I'm seven heavens too far
From the one who keeps me safe, sane and sound;
The one who hoards my dreams in a jar;
The one who cocoons herself in a blanket of clouds.
But that's okay,
I sense no change,
As I witness my hydrous form levitate
Above all the milestones I'd once celebrated.