Soar up where you belong with birds.
The world cannot hold you here.
It’s hurts cannot bind your mind.
The plane’s wings are your arms,
The cabin, your solace
Where only weightless hearts can fly
By rivers, fields,
Nights and dawns:
The dreams you feel up there.
This is the boy you have always been and always will.
Life skipping freely.
I kiss you.
This is Day 14 of 31 Days of Poetry.
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