You have a sparrow’s heart
Hands that move like sparkling carnival rides
The widowed swans sway like love letters upon kaleidoscope windows
Someone always says “be careful” just as my telescope finds the mightiest ship
that I know could alter my life.
The raven holds a message, beseeching mysteriously, I chase it
Plunging into breathlessness can be a sign of the most extravagant beginning
or even a wrenching end
I shall risk it all, divinely.
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