wings wings
Wings
If I had wings to fly
I'd breathe in deep
and spread them wide
as I leap from the cliff
into the wind
where the gulls glide.
Crossing this wide sea
I glide above cruel waves
that reach up to drown my flight
in their cold
deep
blue-green graves.
And as your day grows slowly light
I'd arrive on worn-out wings
to hold you
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