My own fears
don’t allow me to fly
Your powerful
regard reflects my soul in the warm sky
Your tight
wings decorate the landscape
Reflecting my
strong desire to escape
The stand
under my feet trembles with the soft breeze of your lips
Wondering if
you see me away from your nest
Listening to your
call to start the magic trip
That becomes
a storm in my empty chest
Living in a
place where everything moves away
Believing
just in a sunshine that will never disappear
Wishing to
find a sort of peace in the middle of the way
That makes
the light view perfect and clear
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