Headlines scream panic~ Trauma seen by the masses~ Thumbs up to disapprove.
Big head scientist~ In the laboratory grafting~ Materializing fears.
Silence coax the eye~ An inner sound magnifies The wind in my ear.
I return to self~ Allowing my breath to teach me~ To exhale through life.
Sounds to move the sole~ Words that reach the inner core~ Of my dancing soul.
The sea never ends~ Eventually meeting the sky~ The two blues merge.
I breathe you in~ My nose to your clavicle~ Stimulated by your scent.