Wings
Would that someone
grace me with magical wings
that I may fly
dimensions of space
to that place where I
may see your smile
and gently trace your face
with fingertips that hold
a memory of doing so
a thousand times before.
Fly me through
this veil that blinds
my eyes from seeing you
and let me sit
for just awhile
and hold you close
as my heart sings
with love for you.
Denise Gabrielle ©