Flying Without Wings Poem by Hezekiah Tiamiyu

My flesh's flesh,
Whose thoughts are all but me.
'I love you' I say to her,
And she says back
'I love you more.'
This special word
As lifted me up,
High up, far above the sky.

'Me love' she calls.
And by my side
Always she stays,
Whispering softly,
I-L-O-V-E-Y-O-U me love.
My heart goes up,
By the sound of her voice,
I fly
Far above the clouds.

This special feeling,
Those soft words,
Lifting my heart.
The stars in her eyes
Which has captured me
In an eternal love.
This special feeling I've found,
That makes me so complete
And flying without wings.