With wings to fly
A leap of faith
And a flutter of my eye
We took of soaring high
the wind in our hair
And a final goodbye
We went our separate ways
Taking in a breath of air
Alas I wouldn't see her for days
Tears ran down
At the thought of despair
I saw the flow of her lilac gown
I'll see her soon
And when the time comes
I'll be waiting by the lagoon
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Stargazing | Poetry
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