Felicity

You will always be wanted.

Like a red balloon flying kids toward the sky,
Where the world becomes forgotten underneath their feet
To drift into the horizon... Imagination. Felicity. Bliss.
To that special place where clouds satisfy a longing for sleep

Like a summer's golden sun after a long winter's wait,
And the breeze of salty air by the sea that brushes my hair
A memory of the first bike ride, when a laughter forgets a fall
The fascination for an illusion, and the mystery of an unknown

An aspiration of a dreamer, melody inspires the singer
The calmness of the morning shining through my window pane
You will always be wanted, like an answer to a query
Like this sweet conversation with a beautiful stranger