Saturday, April 21, 2007

You are a snowy dove flying far and free,
Surrounded by larks who serenade you with melody.
An eagle I am, aloof and lonely,
Forever with eyes the horizon see.

Two spirits who soar in the skies,
A bound achingly blue sky.
How wide and endless an entity,
How did we even meet, pray thee?

Do we dare soar side by side,
Lest we encumber each other and crash?
Is there a way to be close,
And yet we continue to fly?


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