I will get lost in poetry
You will know
My eyes will have that faraway look
I am floating upon stars
and basking in sunsets
shedding aches and pains
through words and expressions
I am living in another
dimension
that smells of old libraries
and cracked book spines
I am disengaging my fears
with my ideals
and daring to dream
while burning bridges
of a past that hurt
I am loving
I am living
in the city of poems
You will know it because
you will catch me
and call my name
I'll blink once, then twice
come back to myself again
"Oh, I'm sorry...
You were saying?"
- Les'Nspired
