Dreams of her

I wonder if I could ever be free. No strings attached.

I wish I could go on walks alone,

late at nights and

eat omlette from the roadside vendors.

I wish I could travel alone to places I’ve never heard about,

and take pictures.

If I could get wet in the rain,

And get tanned under the sun,

And walk barefoot,

And my hair open.

I wish I could wear skirts with red flowers on it.

If I could stay on tree houses,

And stay awake all night listening to the music of the nature.

I wish I could swim in cold waters,

If I could fish and cook.

I wish.

I wish I could one day go,

To the land where I belong.