Flight 

Cloak yourself in abandon. Check in yesterday. Always flying away from gates, insisting love.

I know the lack of air, the spin of turbulence, the flip that made the clouds our center.

There’s a blank in respite. I will take your traveling things with me, waiting to exit your tomorrows.

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