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My fingers were the feathers of wings
When they kissed you
Your skin was the wind
As it slipped right through me
Lifting me up
Beckoning me to fly
Somewhere beyond the desperate sky
You are more than this world can define
So I can't resist flying to another time
A place
A Dimension
Somewhere in space
Where you are all mine
Original: 7/15/2016
Slight Edit: 11/8/2023
About the Creator
J.M. Powell
You can make anything by writing. -C.S. Lewis
I'm a current undergraduate English with Track in Creative Writing major.
My passion is to spread what it means to love.
My published chapbooks of poetry: Quantum Leap Overmorrow



Comments (1)
Wow - very uplifting!