Gravity

My body craves a little less gravity.
Then perhaps,
I wouldn't feel so low.
So weighed down.

I dream of bouncing,
Of near weightlessness.
I am electified by the fluidity,
Unencumbered by my full mass.
My particles have more elbow room.

I am feather light and invincible.
A moon maiden,
But doused in oxygen
And surrounded by trees and city blocks.
City smells and pine.

I would be more spirit than flesh,
With just a little less gravity.