Give to me love on weathered wings,
Wings with feathers that curve in the breath of tomorrow’s
sunshine.
Give to me love on tethered wings,
White wings,
Broken wings,
Fragile bones which are too frail to carry me across the
night sky
To the bedroom of our child’s cries
In the near future
where the moon play fights in the middle of twilight,
And give to me love on your wings,
The once torn wings
that carry no comparison
To that of another lover in the distance of sorrows cries,
We will cry no more for the dawn is arising
And to us it gives light.
Nice images in this.
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