Tarantism

For the first time

Wilderness seemed euphoric

When tarantism enclosed me.

Maturity vacated my heart

I was a kid again

When tarantism enclosed me.

The wind was rhythm.

Happiness, my stage.

The world made no sense to me

I had long forgotten my failures.

I asked questions

Which bought everyone to their nerves.

I was wild.

I smiled and laughed to my limits

Only to know I never had any.

When tarantism enclosed me

I wanted to move to my beat.

For it was the first time

I felt my legs.