Could a red cardinal,

With vivid mystical wings,

Soar this high and land

Gently tween fluffly forest dreams.

I whisper to beckon you closer,

Cradling you sweetly

Into deft hands which created

Paper aeroplane dreams

Where you can fly above me.

I gazed into a blue shrouded sky,

Watched you as you slowly winged

Your way through the clouds

Reaching universal starlight.

Faster you thought,

Higher you moaned with glee.

For this simple plane

Floating with the calming breeze

Was not adequate to please.

I knew you needed to be in control.

Craving a remote control plane,

To zoom away past haunts,

And rush onto others.

With a slow descend

Despair upon your face

Tears beneath your paper

Aeroplane wings appeared.

Graciously, i let it fly alone.

Mimieeee

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