Tempted by the need to fly
To sprout wings and soar so high,
On filigree wings of sparkling light
Leaving tracers across the night sky,
Flying around in circles leaving coronas
Around the moon like an aura of Petrona,
Strong and courageous I fly on valiant wings
Whilst the herald of luminous angels sing,
Harmonious and gleeful they resonate love
I fly in the name of peace transcended into a filigree dove.
fauxcroft 
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