Whisper through my lips leaves untouched, A matter of question and verbal flair through lightening. Where all had their names punched, I had too and too with grace, Because in commons I had my breath overstepped. Never in the…
Across the bridge when I was standing, Poking, crying and spacing. She put her soft arms and hands, To put me where I place my stand. Jumped and I was in the sky, There I flapped my wings to…