Satisfying lust

In the fumes of this landscape

I am free

In between these landscapes

I am allowed

To loose myself

And With accents I reinvent myself

(Please don’t call me anything

Defining is limiting)

My greatest desire is within myself

To accept what will come

And enjoy with thirst

Every new step

May I not give way to despair

Ant trap you in my net

And trap me in your web

In my dreams I am sitting at the shore

Alone

Or high on a hill

And gazing at the air

Breathing deeply

And profoundly

Alive

In my dreams that I conjure

I have no desires

Just Wanderlust

I escape the trap

Of wanting to catch

What will slip away

For all things must be free

Lucy, 03/08/2015