Writing You is like a shamanic journey,

Writing you
Is a shamanic journey,
So cool
As cool as a hot air balloon,
Flying away,
Happy,
Or
A candle held aloft
By paper box kite...

Going up
To reach that sky
To get illusory
With You,
Shining Your studs
Silvery like stars
All over your dress,

Writing you
Is a shamanic journey
So cool
As cool as a hot balloon
Going up
Gliding,
Free,
To reach You,
your same the sky,
O there a shaman like
Only by writes me flies...

This quarter of an evening,
Happening,
As happening,
As life...