high

Your voice carries,
carries me far away
lifting my spirit with it
as it slides from your lips to the air
and disappear in the distance.

I float like a feather
carried by the wind above the trees,
glancing down,
but unafraid of the height,
instead, happy
to be untouchable
by all that lay below it.

companion

Nothing specific I wish to say,
no request I want to make,
no favour I wish to ask
but to simply be in your presence.