Wings for flight
Fins with might...

Little pawed king
to small for the ring...

I spread my wings
and catch the wind...

That is My Enemy.
for time is epiphany...

The heat licks
the clock ticks...

Sweet Little Mocking Bird
Truly it was your voice I heard...

I tried to call her back to me
as she walked away...

You thought you called me Gabriel
because it was fitting...

I shed my tears from the comfort of my pillow
where my memories wash through me...

I see her frown
I hear her hurt...

Take to the beginning
Born at last...

Silly little bunny
I know you find me funny...