I Long To Be
Darkness uncovered
dusty white sheets
pushed aside
tweets spilled out break the silence
as I'm perched inside
Oh how I long to be . . .
that bird outside your window
singing there for all to see
sweet songs of freedom
floating in angelic air
a rich blaze of blue
lasting liberation
caressing and undressing
the insides of you
I long to be . . . drifting
in your winds
feeling distant paradise
in every simple kiss
of your loving sun
but here I remain encaged,
your dawn
momentarily shining down
onto these painfully painted rails
yesterday's imagination molts
and the seeds of life lay lost
at the bottom of discontent
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2018
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