Magic Flight

Ah, if I could wake
and see your face
at break of dawn
when sun adorns the sky

as mountain's peak
and Aspen's speak
in whispers of
the motion of our love

I hear the willow call to me
upon a sea of mist
as sunlight gently kissed
the clouds away

as I venture in this fantasy
and spread my faery wings again
to fly


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