I am the undertone
The nettle sting
The past unknown
The buttercup under chin
I am the aviator
The sweetest hum
The messenger creator
Of things to come
So let me sit here
For a while
Soak it all in
You can just see me smile
I am the traveller
The ancient stone
The corner of the balcony
Unheard words spoken to everyone
You are my passenger
Carry you to heavens high
I’ll meet you at the bus stop
Take some then I must fly
I’m pressing up against the glass
Trying to find my way back
I’m drunk on life
So let me be
Make my escape through the cracks
22/05/2023 Monday 696
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