I can't be your savior
Your guiding wings to a non traditional
redemption

Now you can take hold and plant you mind
your kind in my soul
But whose gonna know if I make you
whole?

Fly today, away from this fear
You dine to my tears
clear, silent, dew drops
To your freedom, locked chains
break the barriers of the moon
Your absence, gone you strolled
and rolled your way into my sight
caught cold in the light
that you bear.

I can make your sin, win for but
a mere moment, alone you stand
legs sway with every beat
on a street in the middle of no where
frozen solid in my stare
unaware that I can't help you

You can help me thus help each other
together a knot, tied tightly with our heart
apart never, being one with the air
for which we breathe and dream
naked, wing touched fairies
sit passive in your ear
what do you hear?

But a mere bashful whisper
tiny wishes of things that may never happen
but maybe once upon a starlit
night when no ones watching

Kelly C. O'Donnell
©1999