I’ve completely let go.Maybe this means I have finally lost my mind.I can feel myself; I’m lifting off the ground

higher and higher to the stars.

I can taste the clouds and feel the heat from the stars.
but I’m not burning; I’m becoming.
The clouds are soft pillows and I let my hands glide through.
I can bounce from cloud to cloud.

floating, floating.
until I am high enough.
high enough to see you;
and we smile at each other.