
at 37,000 feet
reflecting
the rain drops don't exist
this high above the clouds
ears pop. blakroc
loud
at 37,000 feet
reflecting
tapping. dozing
in and out of dreams
my thoughts wonder like that
wouldn't take long for them to get to you
reflecting
on being this high
sun shines
bright on these words as i write them
wonder if god approves
reflecting
on being that much closer to her
silent
we rap over instrumentals
i hear her better over dilla beats
ears pop. on the one
reflecting
on that light
gliding
on my thoughts
(prayers)
to get that much closer
to her. to you
reflecting
at 37,000 feet
flight patterns is a short set of images i shot while traveling this past weekend. many more images to come...
...stay tuned
xo
teri joi
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