Sometimes I see
you flying over me
on naked wings,
your elegant neck
gently bowed
towards me,
beconing.
A new flame of
clarity
reveals your
message
as I look inside
and see my own wings
You blow away
the world.
I follow you
over the plains to the river,
and in the red
light of the first dawn
all we ever
wanted comes true.
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And in the red light of the first dawn, All we ever wanted comes true.
That line is going to haunt me all day.
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