The stink of garbage doesn’t irritate me,
Smile from lenity and I feel puerile.
Come let’s shout loudly,
Because it’s everywhere as I feel aerial.
Dancing with the wind,
On a divine venture, I feel blessed.
Floating in space having magical wing,
With rhythm and rhyme, I feel caressed.
Bathing under a shower of bliss,
Reaching out to the sky above.
Jumping and smiling I, a prince,
I know you’re hearing me, I’m in love.
A pleasing sweep,
Detainee in your custody, I feel joy.
In a jiff, to the sun I can leap,
I blush, sitting on the harbor in Torquay
From an ocean, I want to rise,
Sprint on the water surface and store this feeling in a secret sump,
I want to feel the highest tide.
I feel beautiful, I’m in love.