echos dreams

sometimes i feel like im about to float away

i belong outside

anamalistic

i crave a million stars above my head

and the smell of earth in the air

i want to use the wind as my airconditioner

sleep with a huge jungle cat to keep me warm

i belong with a pack of wolves

i want to run through trees

and swim naked under water falls

i speak to the ocean

and dream of the lives of ants

i am pure in my savageness

i am happy

i fly with birds

and float through life with butterflys

i want to get drunk off the sugar of flowers

dance with nymphs in the moonlight

and make love to my soul in the rain and mud

Reviews

[John F Carver]

When do we start? Ah, brianna vega to be so young and idealistic! Thanks for that. I love your spirit and the idea of the poem. It's been done before but it was delightful to go through it all again. Making love to my soul in the the mud. What delicious fun.

[brianna vega]

thanks im glad you enjoyed :]