You gave me wings to fly
I haven't flown in so long.
The last person who outfitted me with a pair
stripped them from me
when he left;
took my dragon's wings and tore them to shreds.
Then, finally, you came.
You came
and presented me with a pair of wings
unequaled in beauty and strength and presence.
They are every color and any color I feel
opaque and translucent,
they are feathered and wide and glorious
and the best gift I've ever received.
Now my wings allow me to soar to heights I once thought unattainable.
I love flying on the wings of your love.
*Heaven isn't too far
heaven is where you are;
stay with me and
let me be your wings.

11/4/07 12:35 am (* the last 4 lines are from the song "Let me Be Your Wings" from the Disney movie Thumbelina; I lay no claim to them, save for that they were a perfect finish to this poem.)