Catch Me

Published August 27, 2012 by rlmcdermott

I love you like
the wing must
love the bird.
No grounded
things for me–
just you, music,
words and
paper trees.

What comes
down must
go up, and
so I’ll join
you in the sky
to fly beneath
a silver moon,
to soar among
the cirrus clouds.

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