A.M. Ream Poetry · Poetry

Flight

flight

As two birds soaring high,
love keeping them in flight,
there are times their bodies
dip below the clouds,
to breathe in the air
and remember the world
where they once dwelt.
In time, winds of passion
fuel them back above
the horizon, two lovers
whose silhouettes merge,
blending back into one.

Photo: Bree Madden