My angel
I look back at you
And see you just the same
Your arms outstretched
A silver smile woven on your face
My love
Why do you reach out
Your arms out to each side
Outstretched expectantly
With hopes oh so high
My angel
Those birds perch upon your arms
You don’t scare them away
In fact, they’re like family
Visiting you every day
My love
Do I see something in your eye
Are you wishing the same as me
Or is it in your smile
A dream of breaking free
My angel
Do you wish that, like them
That you had wings
Do you wish that, like them
You could fly from earthly things
My love
If only to have wings
Is that what you ask
If only to have wings
Would that crush your anguish
My angel
With your arms outstretched
I stretch my arms too
Begging for wings
So that I may go with you
08.29.2006
(c) Kage-Ichihashi (Momo Dublin)
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--George Bernard Shaw
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Good things come to those who wait~
You're a beautiful writer, Kia. Don't let anyone tell you differently.
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Never let anyone tell you about you.
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Love & Peace
I do that all the time too, stretch my arms and hope to fly. when I was younger I used to dream I really flied and it felt so real that, till now, I can't help but feeling that those weren't dreams, that actually used to happen. once I read in a magazine that those dreams are memories of other lives, when we could fly. but I don't, I just have my guts.
take care
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"the man had killed the thing he loved,
and so he had to die."
And thank you. Especially for sharing that story. One day, I hope we all gain our wings and fly. Take care.
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Good things come to those who wait~
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