Voy a Volar

And I flew.

Perhaps too far away, but I flew. And I continue flying up, up & away, or descending, down & below?

I don't know anymore. Sometimes when I dream, I go up, then down, then sideways, left or right.It is indiscernible. The possibilities are endless.

It is just a dream.

Imagine so.

What is?

And I venture the walls of this room

touching every empty space,

Places that witnessed his essence

While soundly I slept,

For tonight gone is his presence

and lost my desire to rest.