Will you come with me?

Walking, running, and the ability to fly.
All powers within my grasp.
I only wish to experience them,
With you.

With you these senses have meaning,
Alone they are just as cold as
A winter breeze, freezing
My body as it passes by.

When we are together Summer
Returns to the streets. I can feel
Myself loosing myself in the
Moment when you are resting here
With me.

These are days I wait for, I can not
fly anywhere, I can not truly live
My life until I know you are here.
One day I hope you feel the same way.

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