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My fingers were the feathers of wings
When they kissed you
Your skin was the wind
As it slipped right through me
Lifting me up
Beckoning me to fly
Somewhere beyond the desperate sky
You are more than this world can define
So I can't resist flying to another time
A place
A Dimension
Somewhere in space
Where you are all mine
Original: 7/15/2016
Slight Edit: 11/8/2023
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About the Creator
J.M. Powell
You can make anything by writing. -C.S. Lewis
My passion is to spread what it means to love.
My published books of poetry: Quantum Leap Overmorrow
Comments (1)
Wow - very uplifting!