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I could hold you in my palm,

piqued eyes glance my strangeness,

allowing for the moment

such unusual paths,

yours one of fancy flight

mine left to observe.

~

If, only

we could share the brilliance

around us in morning’s light,

soft petals of forest ground,

delicious ambers in meadow

I cast my eye upon the world

you stream in swept glide.

~

Might, then

our pain begin to subside

when in Nature’s oneness

each avenue we choose

could be the same as our

hearts seem to yearn often

in the break of day, quiet nigh.

~

Now, when

we are together alone as one

our worlds collide with peace

I study your balanced agility

while you glance my curiosity

the skies remain the same

two worlds, similar dreams

~

If, only that freedom