In wind's vary,
you drift by ...
not utter things--
bless we could have
said, for long--that we
could forsake ...
our, anchored, body--
a trice our spirits
collide and blend
in joy locked spin--how
long ... we gather
time's gone ...
thus, left laughing,
to hasty clock's chimes,
alone ...
I'll miss you, friend
holy heart, I wish to
see you ...
hope you ... are not lost
hope you ... raise,
a beautiful soul--high,
and you go ...
in wind's lope--with grace ...
on raindrop's,
lively, splashing
dance ... on
fresh spring water ...
a bustling ghost
of intimate loving--
on, emotional, airy, feet--
leapt to ease ... vigor's
charms sound ...
know I do want
to see you happy ...
laughing in, eternal,
fragrant crown ....
Written By, Darkest Angel
Written October 20, 2010
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