Feathered Winds

May the wind carry you  
to dance with your dreams,
 
May the moon rest within  
your tranquil gleam,
 
May the stars kiss your lips  
so serene in the sapphire seam,
 
as thunder whispers  
upstaged from your  
sucre roar,
 
sleep within your virtue
break the levees of your sin
replenish thyself through others  
heal those who seem deemed
to be redeemed,
 
dream in Hades nightmare  
handcuffing Arcadia's sanity,
 
ma plume
mon coeur
saigne à travers
ton stylo
une fois le paradis
s'effrite et
fleurs
sérénité pure
mon sentiment
dort dans les étoiles
de ton oeil.
 
May your heart flutter  
and never scream  
as you always beam   
in a silver stream,
 
maybe one day  
you and I can mingle  
I can catch your spark  
hold it forever never  
shall it loose it's tingle.
 
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