Soaring topless, into the sky
Nothing but my trusty camera
Teleporting me, upwards, oh my!
Scanning the clouds for faces
Catching their wink, as they pass by
Stretching out into wide open spaces
Just my arms and me, what a high!
There’s only one thing, and I worry
What happens if someone should spy?
As I land on the top of the mountain
My wings spread, like a butterfly
Perhaps I should have kept my shirt on
I wasn’t thinking when I took to the sky
So I’m here, in all of my glory
Of this, I can never deny
Writing Prompt – Teleporting Topless – Day 4/31
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