26 | Flight

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Six months ago I asked you to be mine, and together we took a few fingers off the hands of time

It felt like it could've been years, or was it just a moment?

If birds were kept aloft by love alone, it'd be no wonder as to why we fly higher than we've ever flown

Our flight straight to the sun of love but unlike Icarus, our wings won't melt

It's been six months and I hope for a million more, our flight is untiring so let's fly high mi amor

- 4/11/21

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