Sail me away..

To that place where you can taste the music in the salty air each day..

Fly my up high..

Let me feel the soft breeze over my naked body in that sky..

Twirl me round..

Watch as the pirouette I create keeps me off the ground..

Weary is my unwelcome gift..

My plight too heavy to lift..

So my friend Sail me away..

I need to feel that happy music every day..

My words with art by Leonid Afremov


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