I want to run again,
carefree and at ease
across vibrant grasslands
with the subtle strokes against
this pale skin of mine

I want to run again,
blissfully bewildered
beneath the incessant vault of glistening stars
seeking redemption in these
black orbs of glass

I want to run again,
perfectly untamed
through the equally savaged universe
shouting
laughing
making love
until night devours our tranquil minds
hushing us to sleep with motherly lullabies

I want to run again,
I want to run,
I want to.