Wings
If I had wings to flyI'd breathe in deepand spread them wideas I leap from the cliffinto the windwhere the gulls glide.Crossing this wide seaI glide above cruel wavesthat reach up to drown my flightin their colddeepblue-green graves.And as your day grows slowly lightI'd arrive on worn-out wingsto hold youin your waking dreamsand feel you softand gently warmin my embrace at last.
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