Flying

Do you know what it is to swim through the clouds and to touch tips of the stars?

I do.

Do you know what it is to play in the air and dance through the sky?

Because I do.

Do you know how to sweep the heavens so close to your body that you can almost hear their whisper?

I do.

Do you know of the bliss experienced when with the person you care for most?

I do.

Some ask, "but what if I fall?"
To which I say,
"Oh, but what if you fly?"

This poem is about: 
Me

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