Grande


Do you ever look at the sky
and see the birds flying high and side by side?
It would be grand if you could find love like that,
to be free but guided, to be together but separate.
Oh how grande love could be.
If only we could stop dreaming about the sky
and flying side by side
and be what the birds see.

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