take me to neverland
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a red feather
soars through december air
eyes searching
and a red nose
lights sparkle beneath
as towns
as cities
eyes caught
at a window
a child
A highlighted moon and a star filled sky
it was perfect weather for flight. You sat
on my window, with untamed fiery hair and an outfit of green,
reaching out your hand and saying “come with me.”
