Fallen angel, broken wings,
Falling,
Spiraling,
Spinning away from you,
Feathers flutter,
I sway,
Fall to oceans tempest,
Suddenly, I stop,
Bones mend, I fly again,
Feathers askew,
I fly to you,
Towards the new moon blue.
YOU ARE READING
Beside You He Walks
PoetryWhen I write, I feel like a wolf, Howling to the moon. When someone reads, I feel like they too, Are a wolf, howling to the moon. And although we are world's apart, We are together still-- A pack of wolves, Howling to the moon.
