To a Bird of Paradise
Don't watch my footsteps disappear
in search of ephemeral rocks to anchor
But wait with me to gather spirits
so I won't be afraid of Sunsets...
When orange melts away in darkness
Just stay with me until it's over
Caress my stranded fins with Dawn
Please do Not cry..I will be... Home...
(author of "f Lava of My Soul")
Copyright © iolanda Scripca | Year Posted 2014
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