Feel Free

If you wanna converse, feel free.
We’ll dance a dance of poetry.
My mind it’s free;
Far from my body, but still me.
An elated soul in need of grounding.
Forever seduced by the sounding
Sirens that call sailors from sea.
But we’re human, you and me;
Seeking connection and peace.
Fooling ourselves, saying, “It’s easy.”
We’re moments in time moving freely,
But can’t express our feelings.
Instead our hearts continue beating.
From inside out, worn on sleeves;
Screaming to the world, “Look at me.”
You wanna converse?
Feel free.

-D.A. Baker