Julia Fouts
It feels good to feel.
To feel the wind breeze through my hair,
Pretend to fly,
Through distant lands.
To feel the cold run down my spine;
May this chill
Define my love.
To feel the warmth spread like dawn,
From my head,
And to my toes.
To feel the love from a friend,
Despite my harm,
She understands.
To feel emotions
Affect my tears,
And remind me who I am.
Because it feels good to feel.
