I wouldn’t say a single word;
I’d let you soar like a secret bird 🐦
Up above, where skies are wide,
I’d keep my silence—my love would hide.
If you had wings, I would not call,
For fear my voice would break your fall.
I’d watch you drift from cloud to cloud,
And love you softly, but never loud.
If you had wings, I’d never chase;
I’d let you vanish without a trace.
For wings belong to skies, not me,
And love must never cage the free.
But you have no wings to take you far;
Your steps still echo where we are.
And since you walk this world the same,
I dare to whisper your hidden name.
So here I stand, with nothing to hide—
No wings between, no need to glide.
If you can hear, then let it be:
I’ll say it all… you’re everything to me.
Jan 2
Jan 2, 2026 at 8:53 AM UTC
I wouldn’t say a single word;
I’d let you soar like a secret bird 🐦
Up above, where skies are wide,
I’d keep my silence—my love would hide.
If you had wings, I would not call,
For fear my voice would break your fall.
I’d watch you drift from cloud to cloud,
And love you softly, but never loud.
If you had wings, I’d never chase;
I’d let you vanish without a trace.
For wings belong to skies, not me,
And love must never cage the free.
But you have no wings to take you far;
Your steps still echo where we are.
And since you walk this world the same,
I dare to whisper your hidden name.
So here I stand, with nothing to hide—
No wings between, no need to glide.
If you can hear, then let it be:
I’ll say it all… you’re everything to me.
This piece was born from a real moment.
Once, I asked her how she used to come to college.
She smiled and said, “I have wings—I fly.”
This poem is what stayed with me after that.
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