Wait For Me In Budding Branches
Closed Eyes --
I imagine you, a bird
Soaring through a cloudless wide open
And to my ears, I hear the gentle chimes
In breathtaking delight, a sound so
Tinkle
Tinkle
Tinkle…
Breathing in --
The air is warm painted in sunshine
Sweet as fresh rain in the woods
I hear you --
A quiet flutter against plumes
Your feathers lift so subtle
Embracing cooling winds
High above the treetops…
Please wait for me in budding branches;
I will fly with you, I promise --
I love you.
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