The Poetry
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Flying
Like a gentle jester
I glide through the air
my only wish is to delight
the halcyon world below
then your trace
burned a bright shadow
across my route
the world opens it's arms
to embrace me
as I plummet
Composed in 1996
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