Waiting to Fly

A thousand miles
Flying wings tremble.
Fiery, weaving, dancing
Healed wing.
Circling no more
Destination true.
Gliding, pulsating
To my arms.

To Cyprus Isle
Waiting lovers heart.
Destiny sure
Love pure, true, yours’.
Unsure, think
Read the lines.
Here I am
Waiting, anticipating.

Sitting in terminal
Is this right?
Am I a fool, doubt natural
Love awaits, courage.
Hearts can unite
Fly to me my butterfly.
Poetry persuading
Love all pervading.

Childlike trust
Mature doubting.
Taught by cynics
To doubt the magic.
Our magic
Universal magic.
Mind opening
Accepting love.

Never before, giving all.
Opening, loving from my core.
Essence of my being
Is yours to do what you will.
We will meet and love
From the air you come.
Landing, finding me at your feet
Love, life is all.

Many think, dream
Of love pure.
Dreaming is enough
Less courageous find.
Life is real, we do
Making it real.
Uniting, heart body and soul
Bringing each to the other.

Magic of the mind
Magic in the air.
Our delicious magic
Flowing from each other.
Guided by spirits
They gently watch smiling.
Spinning a tapestry
Neat stitches show how.

 

 

 

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Le3s Smith

Fri 6th Dec 2013 15:21

Andy n. I think that you meant to comment on the previous poem.

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Andy N

Fri 6th Dec 2013 10:48

can really see cyprus here, leslie. makes me remember of a holiday from years ago.

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