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Thursday, September 20, 2012

Lost Wings





we reached that dreamed of high
our fantasy became fact
upon the towering spire
we dared not look back

the wild winds of passion
stir deep within our souls
higher and higher we rode
only embers left of coals

Sol chased Luna to her keep
with the promise of anew
the world sung our song
and painted the roses with dew

our thoughts returned to older
we feared that endless fall
looking over our shoulder
our wings became surreal

releasing the belief
our love collapsed it ruin
walls of burning ash surround
no where to turn or run

I am sorry
I love you
I miss you
I love you
I need you
I love you
I want you
I love you

© Oct 6, 2011 ~ DBC, Duke of the Arctic

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