I have ever loved.
Your heart is your broken wing,
and I am tactile, so I must touch.
Your song is your broken heart,
and I can hear you, so I must sing.
Your flight is my destiny,
and we fall in, formed. It's inevitable.
poetry - thoughts - moments - prayers - snippets - feelings - insights - reflections - ruminations - attempts to express the ineffable - a chance to shine a little light by Jennifer Gray