Jump

its a jump
a dive
a spin
and you find yourself on the ground
gasping for air
with out stretched hands and
welcome
hollering into the wind
howling at the moon
its the wild rush of a summer night
and mountain air
its the get up and go feeling in your bones
and the need to breath
its the gleam of glowing eyes in the dark
and the sexy hum of the bass
and the hypnotics of the drums
and your there
its the crackling of joints and an awareness at midnight
crawling skin
and electricity
its a jump
a spin
a twist
and a step
in the direction of freedom
its cold air and soft lips
and the smell of paint thick on the air
its the breath on the windows
and the sound of silence
its the screaming over miles
and the wings you earn
when the wind is the only thing holding your feet in place
its the live wire trill of a free soul
its the call of the midnight train
its the wonder in the black lights
its a jump
a skip
a leap
its throwing your arms wide
and drinking in the sun
its daisies in the meadow
and the sweet call of the rain
the crackle in the fire
like poison on the brain
its the jump
the shout
ringing into the night
its the jump
into the wind
running wild with a midnight train
its
a jump
a leap
a spin
a twist
a fall
its freedom