Throw yourself into the wind
out the window to the sun.
Land at the feet of everyone you meet
To ask them to be your friend.

Rise above the ashes and take away the flames
search for something you can has
that exists without a name.

Wonder upon the stars at night
like ancients always did
find the ones that align with you
And ask them to be fed

All the errors of our ways are vowed to comprehend
that things that happened for a reason will be bound to meet their end.
as we travel far and wide and leave what's left behind
make sure you know how you can find
A love that's not pretend.

Yet if pretend is what you seek
the shadows will engulf
Shades of deception will attest
to the soul that hides the host.

Those windows are your only key
The holes their crowing post.
When we step out onto that ledge
we'll find what drives us the most
is to be loved by our own selves in the reflection of a ghost.

~~~~~~~~ luv R.
https://www.facebook.com/robyn.wildchild12
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