Winged Boy
I want to meet him.
The Boy in the sky.
He flies freely, unbound
By earthly tethers.
His heart as vast as the open blue
Eyes gazing upward
Hoping to catch, capture
A fleeting glimpse.
The winged silhouette
Gliding among cloud
Twisting, turning along side
Feathered friends
To be with him,
Is ultimate joy
Longing for him,
Is ultimate pain
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