Friday, August 6, 2010

If I can Fly...

If I had wings to fly
I'd breathe in deep
and spread them wide
as I leap from the cliff
into the wind
where the gulls glide.

Crossing this wide sea
I glide above cruel waves
that reach up to drown my flight
in their cold deep
blue-green graves.

And as your day grows slowly light
I'd arrive on worn-out wings
to hold you
in your waking dreams
and feel you soft
and gently warm
in my embrace at last.

[Got it from facebook, not self-written for this, but title is edited.. =)]

2 comments:

Legendary Drifter said...

LOL...great one indeed, thought u wrote it, really nice...keke...

Patrick said...

=)