Magic Dust

Drowning on this dry land

as far from the oceans as I can stand

as distant from waters as I may roam

these lungs filling with dust and stone

I just want to fly; free

a speck of dust, a fragment of a different galaxy

I want to bathe in natures beauty, dance like a butterfly or a bee

I want to be seen, Loved for just being me

Growing stale in this stagnant air

like a grey polluted swamp mist we are forced to share

I want to fill these lungs with magic dust from above

want to taste the stars ingest the love

Tethered to this unsteady ground

like a tree planted on a fault line; earthquake inbound

the shakes could start at any time

I just want to be happy living life before the bells chime

I want to be desired for the person inside

not a liar or fake, or snake on the sly

don't try to deceive, or strive to make more

I just desire a place on your shore

Why do I write so much of love in my words?

because I breathe, I bleed. I see colours in the songs of birds

I believe in more than money, power and greed, I feel every heartbeat

these things make me complete

Thanks for reading,

Peace & love.

Kyle.