Seduction of the Labyrinth

I miss no particular person, but I do miss a particular feeling;

a feeling that gives life to random 
thoughts I want to live,

a feeling that lifts you to the routine 
that this limited life could offer

a feeling that transcends you 
to the conventional

a feeling that recites the incantations 
that your heart desires

a feeling of longing, 
a feeling of holding on, 
a feeling of immortalizing

the intangible things you want to hold onto.

I want to escape together with the feeling

of being free,
of being infinite,
of being done with all the shackles,
of letting go,
of letting life let me go. . .

I want to fly.
Not to the extent of having literal wings . . .
I just want to fly.
just fly.

I want to be with the smoke; simply dissolves in thin air,
all its presence,
all its beauty,
all its sophistication. . .

It just fades away, unnoticed, forgotten.

Clueless and lost.

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