Random Collection of Thoughts

Walking Through Clouds

My breath catches in my throat,

my heart pounds,

my fists clench,

my mind races.

It's like before a fight,

but i know its more.

I can tell,

its more than this,

this feeling,

its something else.

Not anything you discribe with nerves,

or anything that

twists your stomach

makes you sweat.

This feeling,

it is something more.

Something beautiful.

Like flying.

Like soaring through the clouds.

Even though you want to forget,

but you have to know,

when you walk through clouds,

you must be prepared to get wet.