Premature Need For Wings

Many times i have tried
to write you out of my mind
Use the blank pages to write away
the tears memories of you create
Ignore the surge of pain
flowing through cramped fingers
From choking the pen too tight
In my attempt
to have it bleed you back to life

Back to the physical, back to flesh
Back to those you left wondering why
Why you couldnt feel
the Creators kiss in the sunrise
Or feel the Creators hugs in sunsets
Couldnt you ear the birds
sing their songs in the key of you
Just to make you dance

Even though i could see
the emptiness in the corner of your eyes
Hear the lost in the hollowness of your voice
Your spirit still had the glow of an untapped galaxy
That thought the milkyway was a place to small
To contain the vastness of just one of your dreams

So what,
No one else saw the stars like you
Maybe the stars only held nightly shows
For those like you
Who could still see the beauty in a wilted rose
While caressing it to their chest

That was the beauty of you
If you could have seen what i saw
Maybe you would have evicted
The ugliness cowards implanted in you
In order to hide the shame of their own

Maybe if you would have been shown
Just how beautiful you really were
The premature need for wings
Would not have ended With the halo
Of the angel you already were
Too tightly wrapped around your neck

eghilliard,2007
bunny's boy publishing
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