wished to feel the way
it feels, to ride a swan -- amidst the blue
wielded to relish the way
it reels, to be held in its beak ague...
wished to swim the way
it beats, the speeding sharks -- galore
wielded to dive the way
it pleats, the waves to be left ashore...
wished to leap the way
it feels, a colt -- prance over the fence
wielded to bound the way
it steals, a beggar off his only pence...
wished to play the way
it vinces, symphonies -- in a single tune
wielded to sound the way
it winces, all the known rhythms immune...
wished to curse the way
it feels, a nightingale -- forget the Spring
wielded to mutter the way
it kneels, oneself devoid a cord its string...
wished to love the way
it dreams, a moon -- sneak into the woods
wielded to lie the way
it glims, a candle spell cries in the moods...
wished to kiss the way
it feels, the sun -- take a plunge in the sea
wielded to breathe the way
it creels, a trout from a brook it wished to be...
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