The bubble

It starts with simple pleasure

The seek for fun and aim for glory

Then a surprise

You get what you wanted

You enjoy what you desired

Fear

Your feet are losing the ground

You feel what you did not want to

Your  thoughts are spinning

But you know you won’t stop

And there is no doubt

You’re in the bubble

Made of possibility and hope

What if

The one true love was found

y o u   w a i t

for the deadlock to come

But it is vice versa

and you fligh higher and higher

No way out.

Relax

Enjoy

Enjoy yourself

We rise high in the bubble

And do not poke

but wait for it to burst

C. W., Leicester, 21.07.2015