Within the baby blue sky, your wings help me fly above the coils of egos,
Spawned by such fleet of ambition.
From the thrust projected, exposed to the
meaning of love, a friendship above,
Misery and misconceptions combined through divine law.
Flaws corrected, even accepted.
Supported in darkness, never neglected selected as home base.
First before second,
Can intervene in the pleasures of joy, no decoy employed.
Mature man from a boy.
Shunning deception of any web,
A thought can reveal.
Our shield is golden, far from broken.
Dialogue open, high and floating.
December 7, 2004