My love is a whisper
My dream, a roar
Flung from a gilded cage, my soul
darts and flits, avoiding pause
Avoiding
... Stillness. Love. Him.
Avoiding another ending.
If I land, I may
lose my wings
shade this audacity
absorb
the weight of yet another
heavy, static love
In motion
I am illuminated, I am light.
It is only me.
... Apart. Lonely. Free.
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