Seeing your eyes,
feeling the warm inside my body.
Starting to float,
and nothing really matters.
So you deliberately hold his hand,
it's cold but so soft,
so you feel secure,
like that time when you were behind the wall.
You take a breath, and suddenly smell it,
that sense, that perfume,
invades your hole soul,
makes you feel relaxed.
Finally you close your eyes,
and the world at last, have a meaning,
you aren't looking for anything,
you just like to fly.
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