It was a truce between us
…an understanding.
one more step and he’d fly away
and I’d be left with just the image of his beauty.
I could not resist the desire to be closer…
one more step and he raised his great wings
and flew to safer places.
I longed to fly away with him…
then we continued on our paths.
my friend, our trust betrayed,
I only wanted to stand closer.
S. Bell
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