P0837. Movement

Unknown

movement

just like a bird
in its flight

moves
freely
in a beautiful sky

of

a butterfly
that plays
with the airflow
and is never bored

of

the wind
that plays
with the leaves
on a tree

I don’t feel any contact anymore
I sigh

a cloud
in the blue sky?

I look for you every day

stars in the dark sky
I expected

this feeling of lack
I
think I was
mistaken