Wednesday, November 3

For You

I will fly upon your shoulders
Lift myself up to the clouds
God I can feel the wind in my throat
And I don't want to stop. I'll run
To the edge of the world
And throw myself off to keep this feeling
Fall forever into blackness
For you.

I will push myself to the furthest extremes
Of endurance. I am everything
I am any human act tonight.
I am genoicde and christening combined.

Let me feel this way, just for a little
Every day so filled with the oblivious
When I need something extraordinary.

You are the language my soul is learning to speak.

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