so fragile is her heart, so deserving of all it gives.
she cant have what she wants-theres not much more thats this dispiriting.
hold her broken wings in your hands.
in those gentle fingertips of yours.
ill see her flying someday.
ill see the sun above her-the clouds beneath.
her eyes squinted by the rush of wind thats kissed her face.
a kiss so sweet that only the sweetest of souls could bear to receive it.
she'll be overwhelmed. she'll be safe in the deluge.
there'll be nothing left.
it'll all wash away, save only her closest desires remain.
and here we'll stand gazing upon her newfound glory.
here we'll watch as our hearts break in the sight of a beauty we've always wanted.
there youll be - your wings have been mended.
♥ tookie
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