Standing by a shallow river, facing a haunted moon
We planted our feet firmly, into nothingness
While drinking dew from a sideways tune
To quench our thirstiness
We were born together, as the wings of a bird
To shake the sky and yet here we stand
Our feet firmly planted in nothing but words
A woman and a man
One short step and we could both fly these wings
Across this shallow river we stand by
Instead of drinking dew from this tune we sing
While the haunted moon sits and cries
There is a song of birds we hold inside us two
Born as part of these wings we share
Yet we cannot sing or fly in this nothingness dew
Falling sideways into our air
We were born together, as the wings of a bird
I wait for you to lead me to our sky
Unplant my feet from these nothingness words
From this shallow river, I wish to fly
Nov 13, 2010
Nov 13, 2010 at 5:27 PM UTC
Standing by a shallow river, facing a haunted moon
We planted our feet firmly, into nothingness
While drinking dew from a sideways tune
To quench our thirstiness
We were born together, as the wings of a bird
To shake the sky and yet here we stand
Our feet firmly planted in nothing but words
A woman and a man
One short step and we could both fly these wings
Across this shallow river we stand by
Instead of drinking dew from this tune we sing
While the haunted moon sits and cries
There is a song of birds we hold inside us two
Born as part of these wings we share
Yet we cannot sing or fly in this nothingness dew
Falling sideways into our air
We were born together, as the wings of a bird
I wait for you to lead me to our sky
Unplant my feet from these nothingness words
From this shallow river, I wish to fly
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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