Friday, March 31, 2006

catharsis

(To Jayjay: You are loved. Lorie)


we flutter by, we flutter by.
we dance with the wind
and feel every drop of rain.

we laugh.
the music of our voices
reverberate
despite the rustling of the trees.

our wings keep beating.
higher. higher.
dont feel.
don't cry.
just fly.

we are flying.
you are with me.
fly.
soar.
be free.

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