Taking Flight

June 6, 2012
By StellaESP DIAMOND, Williston Park, New York
StellaESP DIAMOND, Williston Park, New York
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Favorite Quote:
Do what you love, love what you do


Flying was my love...
His eyes, a weak shade of yellow,
His lips, a dream catcher hanging from my wishing well.
His body, tall and soft skinned, fragile, no competition for the wind.
His touch, a gentle snowfall in summer
His aroma mixing in with the atmosphere, a breeze of bittersweet.
His sound, ants walking in the grass.
His grand entrance, calling my name, every time I come in arms reach,
He is calling... from the distance.
His heart, soaring above the fences, the streets, the trees... a multitude of kites that from a far resemble doves.



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