I t rains feathers on are soul.
Strong breaths blows like the wind up against my neck.
Listen to the sounds she makes :its like lion roars or thunderous storms.
Light shines on are faces as we blast off into the sky.
You can call us two birds of a feather or two feathers of a bird how we float lightly threw the
breath of god.
We are the stars the moon the heart of love .
When we cry together the tears don’t fall they float into each other arm and soak into are
blood to reconnect are hearts .
We are the light to the dark.
Nothing shines brighter then are love.
The sun eyes leak when it sees us .
We brush are dead feather on the ones who dout are happiness.
Jus cause we rise when they fall
They try and grab are wings an try and pull us to there level but were to far gone .