WINGS OF LOVE

 I could never sling my shot

You were yet a familiar face

A birdie I couldn’t shuu

So, I maneuvered the phase

 

Gradually, you metamorphosed

Under the wings of love, I arrive

You, wielding the wealth to secure my foe

I come to you now, heart in hand

 

Ready to unfold a life of ecstasy

Bearing what I could not, before

Planting seeds of ecstasy

Hoping to foil our foe

 

Will you yield to what I demand

Or is it otherwise you command

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