I have, After spending millions of years Of past and forgotten lives Wandering lost Beneath shrub and trees, I have finally learnt to fly. Blessed with bent wings; A tortured butterfly... I found myself shaping the clouds Into masterpieces of your heart Embedding the world in a darkness That reflected so beautifully Off of impure eyes. After years of jumping... Falling... Breaking impenetrable ground.... I have learnt how to fly. And as the tear drops turned into pained faces I remembered I dreamt you up one night.
Okay. This lake of sleep deprivation is getting deeper, muddier and thicker than ever to wade through.