Nothing like love happens
until a moment is missed
and longed for.
I have no sting to hurt
but all along I have sung
that a sky is more than I can ask for.
I have to line up with your flock
and fly into the distance
having to open no door.
There’s no life that ends high
when you are not making others jive.
It takes all heart to give more.
And until I can babble all this
and have no reason tonight to hide;
I am true to my core.