Wings of the Angel

October 4, 2010
By Anonymous

The wings of the angle flutters about the sky. soft is the velvety touch. the sharp eyes stare at me, not blinking. graceful. far above, up in the clouds, someone is watching. falling asleep at night has never been so hard. open the window, climb down to the ground. shoot up to the moon and fly to the stars. blend in with the clouds, and become one with the birds. follow the lights, look out from the sea. the angels wings is all that you see. catching up with the tides, don't get left behind.

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