WINGS
I
have seen ~
the
afflictions of those entwined
as
one...
Who
chose their own companion,
before
His time had come.
A
sad ~ bittersweet.....
sight
to see...
Two
~ once passionate lovers......
torn
apart ~
Self
wrought agony.
As
the nestling discovers it's wings ~
Learns
to fly, and then to soar....
The
spirit of one alone,
needs
nothing more.
For
wings do not come from
the
embrace of a lover ~
They
grow out ~ from inside us....
when our true selves,
~
we discover ~
J♥
(very
unsure of date, even to the point of before 1994)
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