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 breath I share with you between,
A window reflecting me, and,
Each pier.
And the current moving me.
Drifting indefinitely,
In a definite world.

Excerpt from
Between love poems and solitude.