I glide under city and Gods.

I float on land covered by water,
Peacefully, gracefully, and wherever I want.
I glide under Gods of,
City,
Cloud,
Moon,
Sun.
And where sunshine and rain meet as one.
I hear the new and old concrete,
And the sounds, and,
Buildings forcing the,
Bend in air.
The air I share with you between,
A window showing me, and,
Each pier.
And the current reflecting me.
Drifting indefinitely,
In a definite world.

Love poems and solitude.
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