it flew.
we flew
our narrow tinted wings, gaining height,while deeply giving depth
unknowenly.
and we second guessed it
but it came back,
it always comes back
we always come back
together.
don’t curse anything, not even the heavy distance
for it all is an impenatrating combination to ourselves
forever.
the whispered blows from winded past, and the quaking irony of our embelished in love souls,
not raging. Encouraging everyday like it is our own , our last and ours to hold
We’re a deadly thriller purpose
all the ingrediants of a natural born cause.
a regionment of self reflect, surrounding ourselves like always
even with the clouds flickering about, our shadows on top and over,
someday we
me and you
will unite in flight officially
as rainbows pin themselves to the brightening sky