Interrupting myself

I want to feel the sand,

Touch the wind,

Shout my silence,

Interrupt my own words.

I want to swim through dry thoughts,

And bathe in the warm sun.

I want to walk with no reason in mind

And reach my desired destination.

I want to be busy with lazy activities

I want to be disturbed by romance.

I want to smoke some breeze.

I want to drink my search.

I want to be where earth and sky meet,

As they embrace in the horizon.