Sunday, September 2, 2012

Hostage With Wings

I am a hostage of love
A willful prisoner
Bound in dreams
That with hope do sail
Far across the sea of time
And across space,
Meaningless beyond moments
Eternal as love blooms;
The flower unwilted,
Given to joy
At the precipice of tragedy,
Given wings by tenuous faith
That I may learn to fly
And then fear not the fall
That ever near,
May never come.

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