Wings

In your arms I fell, like the brittle and frail. 

Always easy. 

Without tell.

Limp to you. 

Knowing I can trust you. 

Knowing I can fall free. 

And now, 

Your arms become wings. 

As an angel in the sky. 

Your whispers sing…to my ears. 

To my sighs. 

Im lost in what was and the lack of goodbyes. 

But, never do I fear. 

Cause in your wings I still die.

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