Folding paper airplanes
With pages of poetry
Flight plans all forgotten
Course is destiny.
Perfect three-point landing
Into my hanger heart
Give me cause for wonder
Senses flying off the chart.
By the stars in your blue eyes
All of Heaven I’d navigate
Into clouds or clear blue skies
It’s in your hands I trust my fate.
Romeo and Juliet
Tango and Foxtrot
Love’s the only music set
To a cloud dance in Camelot.
© 2001
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