I would hover beneath the moon.
To feel my lover, to hear, to see,
Listening you hear me swoon.
If I only had wings on me,
Smelling the orchids a delight,
Flittering along mountainside,
Positioning myself in sunlight,
If I only had wings to decide,
Natural highlights my domicile.
Speaking to nature so pure,
Loving myself for just a while,
If I only had wings, my demure.
Wind carrying me upward swift.
Floating down in delicate taste,
All my desires I could pick.
If I only had wings, I graced.
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