I dream on the wings of an angel
Who doesn’t see her wings
Or hear the flutter of the laughter
She uses to protect her flight
The beauty of those wings
Caressing the wind’s grace
Touch my soul with each pass
While I set gently alight
Her touch soothes my eagerness
Like a lioness preening her cub
Caring not for anything but her
I’m found and free in her presence
To be everything I am and will be
Today, tomorrow and forever
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