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Birds of Prey

2024-09-09
We are falcons,
who escalate the day sky,
feeling the cold air,
trapped inside ice.

We are singular birds,
who soar,
above the icicles and snow,
captured in the tree tops.

Rise up with me, my darling
like meaning to reason,
like the blood unhindered
in the veins of desire.

This boundless sky,
passes from my soul to yours.
And the simplest of intentions,
reach into us, in one splendid kiss.

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