“It is by falling you find your wings.”
My wings
Are courtesy of you;
I guess I should be thankful
For those wings you have given.
Game of Angels …
Falling in love …
Falling together as debris …
Wings falling …
Broken wings? …
Our love is a fated fledgling,
Never to grow old,
Never to develop its wings.
Free fall … You
Send me flying to another;
Flying from my personal heaven -
Flying towards my personal hell?
Falling without a net.
Ariel
August 4, 2005