I am the abundance of wild flowers, dancing in a purple haze.
I’m the rush found within the thrill of spontaneity in the early morn.
I am the sound of softness when your bare feet hit cold gravel.
I’m neither here nor there but I am everywhere.
I am a tantalizing touch; sweet, forbidden and tempting fruit.
I’m memories, in the back of your head, keeping your mind on a high.
I am the radiance, kissed and blown by the Moon herself.
I’m beauty, youth and danger. All at once.
I am an enigma, a mystery, a riddle you so crave to solve.
I’m your favourite holiday destination, on a distant reality.
I am the flicker of a beat, the euphoria and calm of marijuana.
I’m a city, a civilization, an entire body – alive yet motionless.
I am the last possible number imaginable,
I’m the sound of a cat’s footsteps and the spit of a bird.
I am a ghost, a banshee, one you so wish to summon.
I’m male, female, I’m assigned to neither, anything at all.
I am a clean slate, engraving my own rules to my own accord.
I’m weightless bubbles, carried by crisp & clean summer air.
I am the bitterness and smell of coffee, accompanied by laughter.
I’m fire, water, air and earth.
I am poetry, moving gracefully in motion.
I’m the sword in the stone – granted only to the worthy
I am a kingdom of autonomy, liberated per se.
I’m your jailer, who has entrapped your image behind my lashes.
I am nostalgia, old times flooding back and filling you with awe.
I’m your lover’s touch and the warmth of their breath.
I am peach and musk notes that imprint a scent on your skin.
I’m an amazon, a gladiator, a warrior, a prince and princess in one.
I am a forming embryo, soaring in the womb.
I’m self-aware and all is aware of me, I am attention yet invisibility.
I am human.
I’m everything.
I am present.
I’m gold.
I am your first kiss.
I’m raw emotion.
I am stars in a galaxy over.
I’m a poet.
I am an empath.
I’m your muse.
I am a wanderer.
I’m untouchable.
I am.
