I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer. Born and raised in New York City. I now live in Daytona Beach, Florida. .
His love took her to the skies,
flying ever so high,
his love gave her wings -
to do unimaginable things.
To become one with nature
and blossom like a rose on the vine,
as long as his love was hers,
it took her heart to greater heights,
sailing on clouds above.
She had long forgotten what it was like,
when she didn’t have his love,
to give her wings,
to make her glow
and be warmed by his tender smile.
She knew that if ever they said good-bye,
her heart would cease to beat,
frozen in time -
never to love again.
So she reminded him to never forget,
to say I love you,
at the end of each day,
for tomorrow might be too late -
finding one of them on the starry path across the heavens.
So let your love give my heart wings,
while we can smile together,
walk hand in hand
and live for our love.
In turn he knew to hang on,
to kiss her,
to treasure the love they shared,
so much time has gone by,
so much still ahead,
they were glad for all they had,
looking at each to say -
thank you for giving me wings.