A Bit Clumsy But You'd Like It
i knew one day i'd recognise my wings
i knew the heart would start beating faster
i'd say it in a whisper a night vaguely heard
i'd see you there when first wings wide open
the dance of your moonlight
across my face a beautiful pale
my midnight would your early morning be
but somewhere in the middle of all time
eternal spread will feed all the rhymes
poem by Miroslava Odalovic

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