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Take Off Your Falconer Gloves
...and let your flyer's soul
disengage
Dog-ear corners of our pages;
We'll twine our talons
into these stories
you've fled...
Raptured in your final chapter
Each hair I own
lands it's strand
grandly
onto achings
...to be razored
by your favored
hands
My pixie head
bends beneath
the loss
Oh, friend...
So wind your wings
Sunset Soar-er
'round tangerine
dusking dreams
And flap lyrics
from your feathers
Flutter in songs
of rich
sunny green
***
neuroticthrillers has passed away. Today is his birthday, and upon wishing him a happy one on FB, I was informed by his brother that he left us on the 12th. He was a friend, a poet, a wicked hairstylist, a lyricist, and someone who felt 3x more than everyone...someone who lived 1/3 of a lifetime. I agonized over which category to put this, as it's a "Love Poem", albeit not romantic. But I think Aaron would appreciate "Song Lyrics" most of all.
Where you are my friend, I hope your words are sung <3 I would give so very much to collab with you again...you're very missed.
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