Soaring, ever soaring...
Searching, ever searching.
My soul knows you're here.
Breathing, ever breathing...
Pulsing, ever pulsing.
My heart yearns to touch what the soul touches..
Feathery lacings of infinite satin...
Tightening, ever tightening.
Songs from my heart and soul...for you, Gris...
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