Day 129

Books
They say you won't last
But I think they are wrong
Your heart and words are alive with song.
It fills me up and I breathe a sigh
With you, my dear, I feel alive.
I'm off somewhere else
Away from here
Yet no ticket is needed
There is no travel to fear.
I am away and yet I'm still here
If someone needs me to lend an ear.
Floating, falling
I'm still here
If only in body
Not in mind.