wedding ring feathers closeup

balloons and feathers

I've never known what love is,
not how I know it now.
Can't do this feeling justice;
not with words, anyhow.

My heart is a balloon
let go at the county fair.
Rising higher than the sun at noon,
flying free without a care.

But will it last forever? 
Will I always feel so light?
Soft and cozy like a feather,
it keeps me warm throughout the night. 

Still, I know that you don't love me,
and I've never felt so free. 

This one has me thinking that maybe I should try and write a book of sonnets! Happy Sunday!


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