The time has come for you to fly
I hope I've trained you well...

Although it happened long ago
It has a common theme of woe...

I am your darling no more
This time I shocked you to the core...

When are you leaving?
Alcoholic waste of space...

Silently anticipating a meal
Softly creeping...

Volatile mountain
Docile magma filled giant...

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Passion...

Ocean waves lap the shore
Sun raises a sleepy head...

For this day I have planned and yearned.
Imagined, desired, hoped...

There are those who look to the heavens
Or rather...

Softly you crept inside.
Quiet voice and simple smile...

Shining silver blade
Piercing cloudless midnight sky...