I walk believing, (audaciously believing,) that the air I move affects you.
And I do it, (boldly do it,) with such vivacity that cannot be ignored.
Kick at the leaves.
Sway -this way, that way. Your way.
I pray believing, (presumptuously believing,) that the air I move affects you.
And I do it, (confidently do it,) with such vigour that cannot be ignored.
Fall to my knees.
Sway -this way, that way. Your way./
All of the flowers, every action
All of the smiles, every expression
I look, but I see
No recognition
No recollection in your eyes.
And I think to myself:
What if I could kiss you?
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