Silver Wings

Seems like where ever I go, and what ever I do,
there's always something
to bring me back to you.

From above I hear a sound.
A sound unmistakable.

The same sound
that once brought me to you,
only to take me away,
in a time all to soon.

I look up and there it is.
A marvel of modern man.
A massive bird of silver, and fire,
taking people of this place,
a world away.

Upon silver wings they ride,
skipping from ground to sky,
and back again,
like stones on a pond.

Sometimes I curse those wings,
for taking me to heaven,
only to bring me
back to my emptiness.

You were like a dream come true.
A dream that I knew,
I would have to wake from all to soon.

There I was walking in heaven,
with an angel, only to be sent back to earth,
and the reality that you were but a dream,
a dream come true, for a time so short,
for a time so sweet.

For now I dream.
I dream of the day
my dream comes true.
My dream of sharing
life with you.