I am not quite here
but I am there and everywhere.
I am trekking up the mountainous terrain
letting the air pierce my lungs
with cleanliness and despair.
I am there, across, in the ocean
where I bask in the sunlight, letting the waves cradle me,
and feel my sun-kissed skin
caressing my every curve, feeling the contours of my body.
I am there, underneath the moonlight
the breeze whispering in my ear, turning my body
combing through my hair only to find my dreams
tangled with the romanticized desire to want more.
I am there, between the depths of tragedy and foolishness
stuck, in an eternal lust.
I am not quite here,
but I am there.