M has me in a upward fall,
like hearing heaven whisper.
And knowing it's their
Doesn't enable flight
Just perches the body
to tiptoe to keep one,
Marveled like a
Greek statue.
Hello from her
In such a friendly
matter, I see it
as she does.
Heaven always seems
to be so close, yet world's apart.
For everything she does reminds
me of nothing here on this earth.