Eagle
By h2whoa
Soar, my eagle, Visit a world I can never see. Let the cotton-wool clouds Caress your face, Like I used to long ago. And allow the winds of liberty, To run their fingers across Your powerful body as You glide unthinkingly; Sail away from me. Soar, my eagle, Away from the pain, Away from the fires below. The blizzard has covered what you used to love, Which is everything you know. You are my eagle, And I am a moth. Written November 26th, 2001 © on Nov 25 2001 11:33 PM PST 0 • 8
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