Late Nights

As I yearn to touch the stars to lie in the clouds and drift anywhere to smile; to cry and leave the earth behind

I still wait in hope; in delusion and unapologetically so Because among the stars I'm never alone- unlike the horses of unknown faces Alone

-and free, always free To be who I am and enjoy the moment's breeze to be me.

I thank the rain and elements for their scent as I picture my flying cloud carpet, tears of joy join their brethren falling onto dry cities where their lights envy and mimic my own night sky as I cry myself To sleep.