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 ~


(very unsure of date, even to the point of before 1994)


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