Promise of
a smile
That should
last awhile
Signals
mixed in a single look
Enough
said, I’m on the hook
No point in
resisting perfection
Kindness
mistaken for affection
Either way around
Feet are
off the ground
Who knew
this bird could fly?
Rise above
it and get high
On that wind
beneath my wings
Blowing my
mind
Cutting
them strings
Just erase.
No rewind
No coming
back
To that old
wrack
I used to
be
Finally
free
Though at
high price
For
thinking twice
Why hold on
tight?
Fall is
still a flight
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