Rara Avis

I believe in you. Our souls streaked through a dark night You touched me As we crossed each others wind whipped tales. One thousand leagues,watery expanse Distance us. Our pen and transcendence speak with Flawless lucidity. We are unique,flawed We rise,we collide We forgive,we heal. Together ,in solitude. Prometheus backs Broken, deep fissures Rara Avis,we Plucked of feathers,exposed Consider this, We are the chosen ones. Rawly sustaining our lashes That will bare the beauty Of our souls.