dilated black pupil
i watch take shape
grin of pink with form so clean
ambushes grey soul

touch like feather
greets
fist of gold
bold strikes, put to rest
by feather of gold

untethered
she pilots soul
i pilot soul
never fly so low
always take high to zones unknown to globe
havent felt this way in yrz.

finally warm
finally free
finally home

then,
she's gone
ow...
solo|w|
again.