Winged Octopus Plans Poem by Kristi Wilson

Wings of might help me soar through the Night,
with sea air wisping off the Light, let there be flight.

O mystical monster of mine, tea and crumpets, love and trumpets.
I soar beyond the truth warped around your heart with whispers of tears.
The sea is where I grew up, in the bottomless depths of dark velvet curtains. It is certain, i thrive for the sky, there is no limit, to my Love.
Let me go sail on the air of a windy coast.
Only then you'll see me grow.... The most pleasant thing that your eyes will have ever known. One day I'll know you.
And you'll be so glad, we live on the same sands..
You hear that? SURPRISE Happy Birthday with loving eyes. <3