Wrap words around vision
Feelings, tangible happenings
Liberated doves, flapping boisterously upward
Into such a sky
Rushing to freedom
Unlocked
The door of my bone chamber
Creaks open to reveal long horizons
A whole life, a thrilling tangle
Of past and fantasy
Propriety would dole out tools
To dissect, separate the two
Splayed, naked under stark light
Reward those who will denounce
Ally with the one, accuse the other
Grow up, mature, denounce
While I run back into the mass
A child again
Racing, reveling
Laughing out loud at the wonderful sensation
That comes with a two-armed
Grasping embrace of clouds