Infant eyes intimidated reason

Incubated empty dreams into emerging concepts

Grown out of lust and melancholy

Howling wind filled vacant hearts with rage

Chasing love on the storm’s wave

Echoing pleas from the drowning sea

Treading each territory with new hope

With constant loss and destroyed visions

Testimonials will recall the tale

As it was told and as it was captured

Surrendered to the fulfilled dream

His leman has the evidence

Last flight never forgotten

An abrupt end executed from desire

© 2017 David Greg Harth

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