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Of Dreams and Wings
Of Dreams And Wings I speak of night as though it were a soup astir of lovely taste - a kiss, no haste; bright stars our light. I speak of love as though I could have what I would, and where and when, and who, and then be dreaming of the one who'd come into my life and be my wife - she'd never part with me. Her heart would be my drum. I dream of birds throughout the night soaring in flight, above my pain. Awake, I strain to find the words. I speak of dreams as though designed by my own mind. It soothes my soul to feign control (or so it seems). Can I release control of things with soaring wings that I speak of: birds, dreams, and love, and find my peace? But then I learned the more I tried to plan this ride or stoke that fire, the flames grew higher and dreams were burned until I heard a distant beat: her drum, her sweet, pure melody - our destiny: music meets words. Our song's not through, though years fly by I still sing my best memory: that day when we each said, "I do". Note - In this form, each stanza consists of three tercets in iambic tetrameter, with rhymes on the 4th and 8th syllable and the internal rhyme scheme of A - B B - C C - A written 11 July 2021
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