heavenly scented winds
chase you
earth is envious
of your envious steps
missing the tip of their chin.
you didn’t belong here,
i think
i think you got lost
by a happy accident,
you spent your time
and bought everything.
your steps- heels up
chin up, wouldn’t show tears
but you knew
your road leads beyond this garden
(i can’t watch this part)
beyond this world,
stars will part the like sea
until you find m
where you belong
