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Walking through this fog, brushing against my face like the softest plumage, reminds me of your touch. I’m reminded in every passing, not only of her beauty but the unearthed connection that we share. Unspoken, as she flies and I stare at the beautiful colors that protect her. Our worlds conjoined only to be split, not shared. Our senses different on every level only I know who she is. I’ll stand still and feel you, ill read words about you, ill look at impressions of you…and unknown to you, I love you. You’re cautious, as am I. You take off into the open sky and you’re out of my sight…but, you’ll return and…I’ll wait for you. Hesitance sets in, for I am nothing more than a threat to you. I wish you could see that I only want you to confide in me. I’ll open my hand to feed you… I’ll turn on my music and sing with you… I’ll close my eyes and soar high just to be with you…my happiness would never fade, on one condition…you have to believe.