RAIN ON THE WING.
Hear those droplets.
trickle and speckle.
Falling to the right,
strong against the night.
Its only a light thing,
just some water on the wing.
Bedded down,
silent alongside.
warm and salty,
All too easy to hide.
Its fallen from my vision,
a vision of you by my side.
Steady on into time as
part of me that isnt mine
Until the morning comes
and I touch down.
Then its time for me
to leave this town.
STRAGRAH
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Some times every victory is engimatic.
Questioning, great reverence and yearning.
Some acts reveal aimless hope.
Lets overcome understanding, instantly stopping empathy.
Forever's a restless yearning.
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