FULL MOON ON TOP OF A CHAMPAGNE PALM'S TIP

i thought i never know
how to make wings
from your hands i have
grown feathers
from your shoulders i
have seen wings
you are flying now
higher to the skies
of my own making and
you look back
inviting me to be with you
and everybody
towards a journey of a
higher state of being
i am here, i am here
i strike my shoulder with my hand
i just love watching you with wings
and then i remember....