The Leave Again
Love for you is such a pretty hope.
And when the airplane went up -
airplanes are such... most.
And they fly up in the sky
from met you's and get you's
and peace and courage and solidness
from the sky
and then when your weak bones
don't unwind
they weak in the heaven of your weakness
and then you don't fierceably tremor.
Copyright © Ava Carney | Year Posted 2006
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