If love were flight then I’d stay perched
Perhaps for fear of falling but
To see it all, I’d watch atop
Up twenty stories, far enough
Observed, and learned, but never felt
That freedom comes with many doubts
And I, for one, will not go out
Much further than my steady perch
May 2, 2021
May 2, 2021 at 2:18 AM UTC
If love were flight then I’d stay perched
Perhaps for fear of falling but
To see it all, I’d watch atop
Up twenty stories, far enough
Observed, and learned, but never felt
That freedom comes with many doubts
And I, for one, will not go out
Much further than my steady perch
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