Floating in the air,
31000 fts above the ground,
The very first tym experience,
It felt amazing I found.
Dreams to touch the sky,
Feel the fluffy vapour bags,
Everything was breathtaking,
With all around the cloudy sags.
Like a blow on the cotton buds,
Like the snowfalls in cold,
Like the fairytale land of ice cakes,
It spread in all dimensions like an never ending fold.
Somewhere I assume to be in the toon world,
Playing, jumping and lying on the clouds,
It all felt so childish to behave,
But I couldn’t resist my first time ride.
Such a significant aura,
Magnifying my inner soul,
Acquiring the wider bandwidth,
To fly up so high with all around big holes…
Descibed in the nyc way..