Imaginary

Grass beneath my feet

Velvet on my skin

Sky above my head

Satin in the wind

A breeze along the land

Cold leather on my cheeks

Gray of the school walls

Rough upholstery rows

Graphite scratches on desks

Thin mesh on my hand

Hard tile under my feet

Pleather rough on flesh

Close my eyes and fly

Away on a soft sigh 

Author's Note

Eek, awkward and choppy alert!

Reviews

[Lina Grey]

I like it. The couplets are like thoughts, drifting around. I like the transition from peaceful daydreams to harsh reality and slightly back again. Great imagery, too. Nice write :)

[teardrop]

i enjoyed this write, nicely done