It's a murmur that I heard once -
in the late evening, where the sun kisses the earth
in the late evening, where the sun kisses the earth
It was crowded.
I cannot remember much more than
a green striped t-shirt
a green striped t-shirt
clinging to a warm body with sweat.
It was humid.
The ground was pulsing, like we were on another planet
where gravity moved differently
and people could dance so fast they were flying.
I almost tasted the sky.
I cannot recall the face
freckled, maybe
or just burned from a lot of flying
up high, where the sun burns brilliantly
up high so that it soaked into his skin
his soul.
He lit up the world.
"I am quite taken with the way you dance,"
His voice reminded me of a lullaby.
"Your feet almost never touch the ground.
would you like me to teach you how to fly?"
"Yes."
Explained here.