Gravity pisses me off

Gravity pisses me off

 

Without dependencies and without limits

Without delusions and without fears

We forge through the fog

From cloud to cloud

Guided by our greatest desires

In search of an existential orbit

I want to fly like a ferocious meteorite launched at full speed

Far away to the nebula diffused by the stellar winds

Make love with cosmic spaces

Drunk of the colours

Where the only thing that makes sense would be the delight of walking on stormy skies

I want to take a shower of stars and see the water pearls slide on your face

Then our fluid bodies would free themselves on the rhythm of the aurora

Let us dive and melt into the bronze mountains!

Gravity pisses me off

I was born to be winged