Looking over the edge
of an emotional cliff
I saw new feelings
for the very first time
Crying out from the back
of a Seraph's wings
They were begging for me
to climb on
Promising a flight above
reason and logic
Blinding my eyes
with overpowering rhyme
I fell into the new silence
with the Angels below
Catching my words as they
dropped
—in their song
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March,2015)
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