If I Could Fly

If I Could Fly


If I could fly, not across the sky, that would be ridiculous

But if I could,
it would be with my heart
Every beat would soar, blocking out the sun
Wings flapping, hear it flutter
Screeching, squawking, weaving
Rise and fall along tops of trees
The wind,
through my hair blowing with attitude
Scrape the earth, getting air, letting go
Too many times, fallen on my ass
But I can fly, feeling high
Kamakazi spitfire
Ride the line that divides
Down highway number 9

If I could fly, not across the sky, that would be ridiculous

But if I could,
it would be with my soul
Every feeling would burn with emotion
For love and compassion
Long, drifting out to sea
Where swales turn to waves
The sky, crystal blue or tempest black
When the perfect one comes in
It compels to stand and attack
Ride the swirl, the ocean screams
Kowabunga, speeding fins
Creeping up the spine
Against the coming curl

If I could fly, not across the sky, that would be ridiculous

But if I could,
it would be with my spirit
Every smile would be returned
Many given with the purest of intentions
Stride in the step, merrily-go-lucky
Parks and city streets, a walk in the dark
Taking in the beauty that surrounds with sounds
Voices talking, children playing
Cats chasing birds, flying
Staring at a couple, staring at each other
Blocking out the world, falling in love
Drawing in the moment, lips meet as one
Wings open to try and fly


Ax