Dancing On Air

I’m dancing on air
whenever you are near me.
I’m dancing on air
whenever you call my name.
My feet are lifted into the clouds
and heaven is only a step away
whenever I see you.
I’m dancing on air
whenever you greet me.
I’m dancing on air
knowing you are there.
I am as light as a feather
on this side of paradise
floating my way to greet you
whenever you call my name.

27 October 2009

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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