The longest streak my ski-shoes made today was 30 feet.
My soul sunk into a group of fine buddies like a down pillow permeated.
Today, I stopped the hypnotizing pull of a schedule
And unshackled the depths of my emotional self.
It tasted like the kind of unconditional happiness of my right mind’s eyes.
Warm and strong, burning soft with desire.
I let the precise and judgmental stay dormant today,
And gave into unmitigated self-love.
It whispers sweet nothings about breaking my rigid schedule
That I allow myself, pulsating in joy, to dip into like blood-warm water.
The tricking tips on the back of my shoulder and wrists
The world employs to enjoy mutual company
Have taken the form of water around me.
Fluid and loose, my energy flies like a
Sloven dog with wings learning to flap.
There’s no rush or objective, besides passing the time we have in bliss.
Tomorrow will be new, start with blue running shoes,
And I’ll fall into my habits soon
Like pre-emptive gratitude.
Life has pulsated in response, the moon’s waxing to capacity
And likewise, I feel my own body inundated with light and wonder
“Are there any things up there looking back at my shine?”