I am but dust;
Life is random
Unknown, unpredictable.
I feel Claire De Lune in the pit of my stomach
As though it will erupt in a moment.
It is unimaginable that I can feel such feelings
Fluttering, soft.
I am buoyant,
Everything has a plethora of meaning but is inessential.
Lavie en rose
Joie de vivre
Carpe diem
I live it all.
With you I ripple and breathing is easy
Yet you are breath taking.
Slow dance with me in the night
In a castle and I will tell you my secrets
As the weight on my shoulders is lifted and I am undone.
