WHISPERS

🌾 PLUMMETING 🌾

One doesn't walk or run.

You float as if.

There's no such thing as gravity.

The colors of the universe.

Incredibly bright in hue.

As if one were in.

A cartoonish world.

Those who can't sing hum off key.

While they that can.

Have no control of their tongues.

And simply grin.

As if they discovered something.

None yet know of.

But of course you have.

Yet you pretend you haven't.

To recover the joy.

You once thought lost.

An age ago.

When you first fell in love.