Dancing to my own rhythm

I’m locked in on my own movement

Sunshine kisses on a cerulean bed

Warm carmel breeze kissing me

Sticky and sweet

Lost in my world, my creation

The cadence of imagination

Strumming my wildest desires free

Dancing to the rhythm of my heart

Not knowing but becoming

Unexpected paths on fire

Fueled by the pulse of my dreams

I am that which invigorates, limitless

© 2019 Mel Gutiér

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