Fits like a Glove

I’m inside a movie.

I am the star.

I recognize my beauty.

I’m reaching far.

My body is dirty, yet clean as can be.

The Earth in her beauty is playing with me.

All covered in mud, it is my duty,

to recover what’s mine and only mine truly.

Laughter moves through me and makes me feel fine.

I forget what concerned me. I pay it no mind.

It used to consume me and make me unseen

but now it can’t hold me, I’m dirty but clean.

We are covered with stars, this body and me,

like lovers intertwined we fly over mountains and sea.

Our wings once too weak from all that concern

are now ever strong with infinite yearn.

I like what I feel.

I trust what I see.

I can be anything, a bird, a pure white dove.

I’m the star of this movie and it fits like a glove.

I’m following my Heart. I’m following MY Heart.

This must be true love.