Plane
It’s a season of cold,
I am on top of the cloud,
Its my plane,
flying in the rain,
leaping at high,
while cutting the sky,
Observing mars,
playing with stars,
touching the clouds,
while making the sounds,
i was feeling,
an amazing thrilling,
It’s the fly,
to say defeat bye,
Its my plane,
freshening up the brain,
29.01.2012
