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Sweet Wings
By metaphormachine
At night ...
... right in the middle.
Timeless.
Bodiless, I lean against the wall.
I will shed my body ...
& feel ...
... elated.
With sweet wings ...
Free-floating ...
... waft.
Either free ...
Or permanently on the floor.
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Copyright 2013 metaphormachine
Author's Note:
Poem 2 - Book 5 of 15 - Nights ... - Chapter 1 - All colors will agree in the dark. -Comments on "Sweet Wings"
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A former member wrote:
a risk. fly or crumble... this is sweet with longing and a small dewy clinging hope.
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On Saturday, February 23, 2013, metaphormachine
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wrote:
Your comments and efforts award me sweet wings ... :)
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