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Natalie Wood Feb 2013
Let us fly away
Into stars and dust
We are the old and new, the eternal
Lasting beyond forever
Swimming among the falling stars and the rising hopes
Frozen in this moment, in every moment
is us.

No one knows us in this place
Here, we a made of magic and myth
They see us, and yet look right past
The stars surrounding us glow brighter, and brighter still
We are blinded by the beauty of this heavenly glow
Then the stars dim suddenly.
It is dark.

But this dark is warm and inviting
It is a blanket made out of stitched together comfort
sewed together by wind from the sea
Our wings expand over a never ending ocean
We don't tire  in this land
And having flown a greater distance than ever before
We fly farther.
2013 © Natalie Wood
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Natalie Wood Jan 2013
I can never finish anything.
I'll be halfway though, the take a break,
My mind will be ebbing away.
Sometimes I'll stop mid sente----
Natalie Wood Jan 2013
It sits in a little big house,
waiting to be taken away
to someplace make believe, and magical.

But the little big heart,
waited for an long, long time,
but it stayed in someplace real, and boring.

So the little big heart got itself up, and left the little big house,
because it was tired of waiting for something that may never come,
and so, little big heart made its way to someplace real, and magical.
Natalie Wood Jan 2013
I once met a girl with fire in her heart,
A fire of warmth and home.

I once met a boy who had ice in his soul,
Ice made of snowmen and joy.

Then they met each other,
And she melted his icy soul.

Her fire was diminished,
From his melted puddle of  joy.
2013 © Natalie Wood
Natalie Wood Jan 2013
The dark enfolds me like a warm blanket,
and the stars twinkle happily in unseen eyes.

This what I live for,
For it is happiness that lives in the dark.

There are no monsters here,
Nothing to be afraid of.

There is only me.
2013 © Natalie Wood
Natalie Wood Jan 2013
There is the earthy growl of thunder in the distance
I can feel the electricity in the air
The booming sounds of the storm is like a Drumbeat
It gets in my bones, moves me in a rhythm
I am dancing, not to the storm, but with it
I feel so alive, I feel like I could never die
I am immortal, I am pure power
Lightening is striking the ground all around me
Sizzling and snapping at the air
Then, silence...
I return to the world of the mortal
2013 © Natalie Wood
Natalie Wood Jan 2013
Mountain, sing me your song,
let me listen, let me sing along!

If I sing you my song, will you stay?
Will you never go away?

Mountain, I cannot not promise, but make no mistake,
I will stay here longer than I can stay awake.

My song is long and lonely,
As it is the one and only

I have lonely songs too,
I have one just for you.

Sing it to me,
Sing it, and be free

O, lonely mountain, can't you see?
You sing a song of great sadness, the same one as me.
2013 © Natalie Wood
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