Ilana Virgile // SOMETHING I MISS

White and blue

It was just me and you.

Imagining no one else around,

Nor a peep or sound.


I start at one point

And quickly move my first joint.

Like a gazelle, my legs turn fast.

Quickly forgetting the past.


Barely touching

The ground,

Not looking



Wind in

My hair,

Just keep


Just keep



Soon I cross the line.

Thinking I did fine.

My coach tells me my time.

And the bells in my head begin to chime.


A smile grows on my face,

Because I know I won first place.

It is just this simple thing I miss,

Oh how it brought me so much bliss.