Inflight

Hanging by a multitude of sins,
of sucking babes on a wing,
of hopes and dreams not realised,
of wishes forgotten, not made.

Reflecting on past times yet unfulfilled,
musing on a romance,
waiting for a second chance,
smiling at a second glance...

Heaven is split forever -
pieces lie glinting on Earth:
others as Northern Lights,
others in the memory of her eyes.

SiKee, London - Houston, '99