A release from yourself.
One minute you’re
sitting cross legged on the
dusty tile floor
and the next,
you’re soaring over the Pacific ocean
without a parachute,
freely flying, frantically.
A release from the dreary schedules.
The wind caresses your legs,
makes you shiver with delight.
And upon landing,
you breathe a sigh of relief
and curl back into your lover’s
arms.