freewriting IV (3 min.)

Freebird won't you fly away. Escape into the clouds, into the fluff of powder white. Think of me as you spread your wings. When you feel the breeze pass through, through your knees, through your knees. When your bones creak as the days go by don't you know? Don't you know you can come home whenever you want to, my young freebird? You can move and swift and clean you'll always carry my love on a string. It's attached to you, my dear. Just think of me and you'll know where you should be. Right?
I'll keep you always within me. Always always always. If you manifest yourself into a piece of sky, tonight I'll look up and know which part is you. The piece with the most stars. The piece with the brightest light. Afterwards if you are ever to become day. I'll feel you against my skin and I wouldn't mind. I'll smile, freebird, you'll be the warmth of everything. The caresses are my favorite parts, you see? Alright let's see. After that if you decide to be the leaves that float about when autumn comes around. If you become the everychanging being of these then don't you see? The red, the orange, the yellow parts of you are what make oh gee, well you're constantly running around making me feel like today is something spectacular.