words

expectations

closed eyes
why would you choose to cut off your arms
throw them to the sky
i wont be there to catch them i fear
but i will sing
the sounds of angel wings
a breeze a gust
yesterday i stood watching the sun rise over the sea
today its flames sink into the water
the warmth disappears with the light
but i will sing
the sounds of moons and stars
on rocks
in water
will i feel safe in anothers arms