there are birds that line the shore.
they wait for me every morning.
i throw them bread
and laugh as they scramble
to find a piece of their own.
i watch as the gray and white
of their feathers mold into
a beautiful picture of gloom.
and when they fly away
i watch the sky
and how they sink into the clouds.
and i catch myself wishing
that somehow,
i could spread my wings
and follow them
all the way to you.
YOU ARE READING
sail away
Romance"what did you do while i was away?" he asked. and she never answered, until now.
