I whisper his name to the breeze:
"Beldrac"
like a white wraith he comes
and stands waiting
for my unspoken command
thunder roars applause as we soar to the sky
two like souls
clutching a dream
like a tattered letter
that still says I Love You
no matter how frayed the words
I cling tightly
laughing at the moon
that seems locked in orbit
as we race comets to a Heaven
that only exists
for true believers
faster than time
his wings beat a song
forgotten in the mists
of legend's crusade
yet etched in stardust
for all to hear
solar wind brings tears
to his silvery eyes
and they land on my lips
tasting like every kiss
ever stolen
in the dark of night
we laugh in rapture
as the stars rain
silver bullets around us
shooting wishes
dubbing me Andromeda
to reward our stellar flight
we leap the black holes
and dodge comet tails
so I spur him upward
as Utopia comes in sight -
another sleepless night.- Graeme King
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