Treasure Island

Shadow Vanity

(09/30/94 / Small Town USA)

Crimson wings


On Crimson wings you fly threw then darkened night sky. I watch in amazement and wonder as you sore above me. Closing your crimson wings you start an intricate spiral dive twords the ground nearest me. As you near the ground your crimson wings unfurl slowing the impact of your landing. I stare in amazement as you walk twords me your wings a brilliant shade of red agents the dark night sky. As you come closer I start to realize just who you were and why I couldn't breath.... As I run into your arms and I falter for a split second. I could tell that you noticed by the hurt in your eyes. As you step away I can see the hurt and pain plain on your face. So I turn and run..... You don't follow me... no you leave me to cry... On crimson wings my love flies away never to return to my side again.'

Submitted: Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 03, 2013

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