Wings

I believe in you and the good things that wait
I believe you can fly with the wings we created
in the arms of a lover, the heart of a friend
with tenderness we hold in our heart what won't end

the wonder that stays, may its aura never cease
the high price we paid for the wounds and healing
all of it precious and part of you and me
the roots that were sowed from one fertile seed

the crop that is yielded holds promise that's rare
if you ever need me--you know I'll be there
I hold on tight with my far away arms
I'm letting you go saying a prayer for no harm

in the arms of a lover, the heart of a friend
with tenderness we hold in our heart what won't end
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Dominick Avatar
July 31, 2010 at 8:43 AM
So true, we sometimes need to allow each other time away..I love your line "I hold on tight with my far away arms" and "in the arms of a lover, the heart of a friend". Very nice. - Best, Karen
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