Longing to meet you
my unblossomed child.
Waiting with a salt-filled mouth--
no more.
You are the sweet nectar
that quenches life's thirst.
May your wings unfold
their strength and beauty.
Knowing no boundaries,
lest your fears keep us apart.
You are the divine
token of love perfected.
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