How do you feel about
God and other monsters?
How do you feel about
wishing I were there?
Is it something you've been thinking about,
or do you actually not care?
What I wouldn't give
to feel your kiss
against the inside of my palm
and know your lips
were worth the wait
and the pain of holding on.
I'm a falcon on a tether
a beast on a frayed leash
I could break it if I wanted
but what would it really mean
to be free
and not have you
to see, if only
in my dreams
How do you feel about
a life worth living?
What are your thoughts on
hopes and dreams?
Are we walking side by side
or have you left me
in the streets
screaming
and screaming
and screaming
and screaming
screaming your name
wondering why in the hell
you never, ever came
What I wouldn't give
to feel your hand
on my heart
and know your fingers
can tell my heartbeat apart
from the palpitations of life
to the rhythm of belonging
what I wouldn't give
for you to
recognize my longing
I'm a falcon on a tether
a beast on a frayed leash
I could break it if I wanted
but what would it really mean
to be free
and not have you
to see, if only
in my dreams
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