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If I Had Wings

If I had wings to fly

Above your barren words

Across the bones of your desert

Into that oasis called heart

Like a vulture to devour the

Remains of fear and doubt

Would you believe?

If I flew on hawk wings strong enough

To rip sadness from your soul

Scheme to sink it in the sea

Lace joy through loopholes

In your despair, sweet rapture

Would you believe?

If I could fly on angel wings

Soar above your deepest valley

Shelter you from angry storms

Melt you with soft whispers

Of moonbeams and fantasies

Perched on cotton candy clouds

Dangling our feet amongst the stars...

Then would you believe

I love you

January Grey

Answers in the Wind

North wind at my back, bracing bitter memories

Stop me frozen in my tracks on the edge,

About to fall. Tangled like my life, silky strands

Of hope to bind me. Cool hands of forgiveness

Brush the hair from my face.

Crying to the breeze, I ask where it is he takes me;

Changes in direction, confusing compass hands

Spins the South wind, ever gentle breezes blowing

Wraps me in his arms, softly sways me to his heart.

Caution in the wake of the storm that approaches

Certain tides from the East wind might carry me away

Warning speaks in whispers, of glass dreams that shatter

Listen to the siren; take shelter in his love.

Peaceful is his voice, breath of passion bids me follow

Folding wings around me, I feel his strength for flight

Journey on the West wind, dream sweet dreams forever

Lost in his eyes, to rest my soul with his.

January Grey

Your Fallen Angel

have i ever told you

i see heaven

in your smile?

have i yet confided...

the stars are jealous

of your style?

have you ever noticed

me slow dancing

in your eyes?

did i forget to mention

in your arms is paradise?

do you feel me gazing at

you while you sleep?

still in awe that i am

the keeper of your dreams

have i told you lately

how much i like the man

i see...and if you asked

darling,

i'd give up everything?

pack my life in a box

climb a mountain

to your heart

for a taste

of your love

i'd be

right where

you are

if ever

you are doubtful

of my desire

know i'd be

a fallen angel

to feel forever

in your

fire.

January Grey