I wait and wait for me to see
what lies just out of reality.
A shortened breath, a genital kiss,
or happy eyes full of bliss.
Near at heart, but out of sight
my heart is ready to take one last flight.
With one last soul dare i fly, but
her wings are broken as were mine.
A storm has gathered that we call life,
its howling winds sting and bite.
I will wait and stall my flight,
until her wings are strong and can take the fight
Here i wait ready to leap,
but only with you will i land on my feet.
