A Love Which Flies.

A love which flies,

Tries not to hide.

It is fast and happy,

Like the trees,

Which sway in the wind,

For the dimensions are neigh.

A love which flies,

Is blissful and prosperous,

A love for a book,

For a pen,

For a gift,

Is a love which flies.


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