Lost in the wind

Once I had a friend and soulmate, we were dreamin’ we could fly away with the wind; but knowing wings are for angels, we stood transfixed beneath the light a sky full of stars hanging onto a dream we clutched so tightly, perched high on the edge of the world, wondering how far and how high the great wide open sky blue skies abide believing the power of kept promises ― you said you’d forever catch me if I fall ― letting go of the fears, blindfolded hope clinched so deeply, hanging onto a wing and a prayer I guess I wanted it far too much reaching out like a thirsty fool grasping for a mirage ― teetering on the brink unspoken love, a vast unknown threshold beyond wings with eyes wide open throwing caution afar ― in a leap of faith I reached ― out of reach into the mystic wind ― believing in dreams, in destiny's tease: I’d learn to fly before I hit the ground but now I’m perpetually free fallin’ I see the empty space all around me pass a fleeting lifetime lost ― still you’re nowhere to be found ― and I remember what’s been forgotten: how far down rock bottom befalls when your spinning round and round like dust eddies in a fog bank lost in the wind .

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