To Break Free

[bellemorte]

I would like to know you,
hear and smell and touch you,
eat you with my tired hands
and hungry mouth.

I would like to meet you,
talk to you and hear you,
hold your hands in mine
and read your mind,

Open my arms,
hold you close,
feel your heart.
Let me inside.

Lonely souls caught in the web,
while flying in search of light.
Maybe sharing the same dreams,
maybe wanting the same things,
together, we may have a chance.

To break free,
to be happy even for moments,
and again be able to fly.