Trapped pt.1

by Heather   Aug 23, 2007


How I long to be free of these walls ,
to feel the wartmth of the sun,
to feel the cool air,
and the grass between my toes,
to take in the sweet smell of the roses,
and dance with the stars.

How I long to be free of these walls,
that close on me tightly,
if only to be free,
to fly away,
to kiss the butterflies,
to lay with the wolves,
to fly,
like the eagle,
to spread my wings,
if only to fly.

But no I am trapped,
you open the door,
and as I escape,
you whisper my name,
I begin to feel all that I have longed for,
and I decide all I really wanted was ... you.

With you i'm free...

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