She kept selling these dreams as if it was the future.
& I went with the flow. She told me her dreams of being free, was a gift cause she's with me.
She said, "When escaping in a world where the air is clear & the grass is rich & green, you know you’re free."
She taught me things that were just small & simple, which I never thought of doing. She showed me that jumping in water puddles when it rains & digging in the dirt where the flowers grow is a sign of freedom.
She asked me to move. & My gestures were just too stiff. So she moved around me like the wind danced around her telling her ways to move. She said "darling your going to have to move as if we felt the freedom of joy coming our way. " she continued 'just follow my footsteps, close your eyes & relax." From that second on I felt this relief & enjoyed the celebration of freedom. Of just us being free together.
[ok guys its not really dee jackson i dedicate my poem to but his pic just fit the idea of it ;) ]
