The Run...

I could see the way you soar,
Up in the milky route;
I could see how you flutter,
Away from the mundane and mist;

O It's so lovely to be there!
Tired souls, distracted...
You called on me,
To follow the trajectory
Of your forlorn flight,

Hesitant me, paused and thought,
For a while, as the unknown called;
'Get a move'n'-you said,
Eye to eye;
I thought I should join your generation
Of the unrequited,
I thought I should...
And so, I ran,
Like the arrow from the quiver,
Like the rain driving hard on steely road,
Like the lightning, hot and quick...


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