Thoughts roam the fields as the angels frolic through the plains
empty dreams that've found happiness in one another
tenderness felt through the wings that once were afraid to soar
platues sketched with shades of red and tan reflect the suns joy
the clouds remain mere figurines of the breaths exhaled
as time breathed the seconds that've matured into hours
fragile as the hearts that throb for the love of meeting eyes
stars seen through the neon sky as they found depth in the ocean of clouds
mere figurines of the breaths exhaled
Ivory wings kissed both their ebony hands
as alone they hoped not to overstay their welcome in each others company
their feet kissed the skies that once was a dream
their eyes saught for the forbiddeness of each others touch
sober to the lips that begged they'd search the plains for more
rich hazel eyes met the green eyes that shone of jade
so would they softly speak
as they played amongst the moments of their lives
thoughts became each others
fears only to soar into the arms of each others,
as time breathed the essence that' has matured into eternity
Ivory wings that have kissed both their ebony hands
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