Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Open up

Your wings,
they are.
And yes,
the sky tonight
is all dressed.
Fly.
The night
might never again be so perfect.
Here, you are stranded,
high up,
its full of friends.
Take the leap
I see no harm.
Open up.
If, you fall
I am right here
till the very last.

Shringi
17, November 2009

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