Want to hold a pen
and skate
over paper.
No destination.
Just want luxury
of holding a pen
and writing long -
my breathing is better
when writing.
Wish days would not slip by so fast
and the hours!
Fly off my watch.
My support buddy
is here.
All is well with
planets.
My pen
an echo chamber
where I can hear
my thoughts
and read them
on a bullet board
of my mind.