translucent bubble
floating o'er big city
in strange ship I fly
nay atmosphere gravity
cruise through the sky silently
no wires or engine
a companion but no speech
world below my feet
is it real physically
just a dream obviously
the guy doesn't speak
blonde hair blue eyes blue jump suit
just gazes at me
in the night my mind roams free
wandering unconsciously
I sit and wonder
images seem so lucid
yet a strange feeling
slumber passes fleetingly
awake to reality
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem