1.
THE FAIRY LAND 2
A HEALING WING
Monica M. Rupazo & Gaylord Munemo

2.
Gaylord
And there beyond my curtains I gazed,
With watery eyes and blushing inspiration,
My determination so diminished in melancholy,
I remember your gentle whisper,
I remember the twist of your tongue,
Do you remember me wonderful dove?
I linger to your fallen feather as I look within myself,

3.
Monica
That which when I look upon my healing arm,
I remember.
When I gaze upon the beauty of your magical
words,
That twisted my heart from mortality,
I do remember what it felt like.
You were there in the rain,
When I longed for a heart to lean on,
You were there.
You were in the shadows,
When I cried within my emotions,
You gave me your other wing.
I do remember the broken that was healed,
I do remember the fairytale.

4.
Gaylord
My long lasting vow was that of not
forsaking you,
In such mental altitudes my faith is
tested,
Indulged in your most humble and
gracious love,
My soul yearns towards your open
ended arms,
Discover me more almost lover,
I waited too long to exhibit the scrolls of
my heart,
There within my thoughts for you are
raw and clear

5.
Monica
Upon my heart I have listed you on the saints
That took me up the heights and held me on as I
flapped.
Trying my wings to challenge my weaknesses.
You never let go in my flaws
I never let go of the memories.
In my room of hospitality I wait for thee
To arrive and show you how much you are thanked
And as such I shy to say I
Miss you…

6.
Gaylord
So I uncover my villainy to you yet you see the saint
in me,
The flying wings of your tested faith brings the
attraction out of me.
Becoming mesmerized and with glee I am transfixed
Against secrecy I tell of your beauty
Against hope I beg of your most noble love

7.
Monica
The bitter test of sincere sharpens my tranquil thoughts with
glee,
Blended by neutrality I am bound to dance to the rhythm and run
with the tides.
The sick beauty of romance touches my heart with tender tears,
Where one can find such profound heights of love I do not know.
What should I say or do,
To reach out my noble trust of regret…

8.
Gaylord
When the stars don't shine at all from above,
The moon hidden in the thick grey gloomy
clouds,
Would you rather be alone in the sheets?
Or perhaps take a walk with me in the streets?
Its heralded above and beyond any whatsoever
element,
My solitude kills me when I'm aware you there,
To break vow and to keep a promise,
I'd rather be with you than myself,

9.
Monica
The sun hides in the clouds,
From us hiding the reality but cold.
We gather below the blanket sky,
Thinking of fairy sites that win our smiles.
Around the bon fire of our hearts we gather,
Missing the time we reserved in our memories,
That are never lived twice.
We comprehend our desires in our minds,
Behold our eyes witness something else.
If dreams were a process of reality,
I would perhaps go with you. If only...

10.
Gaylord
The art of dreaming be the reflection of what
we could be,
The essence within clothed in the fate of you
and me,
For my notes are written of your wonderment,
To pull you out of your overwhelming dream,
Or to jump into your fantasy and make it real,
Beyond our sight is a sculpture of us,
Behold it tells of the pride of what we have
become,
In loving emotion of what we were back then,

11.
Monica
If you take a broom you sweep with the house.
house.
If you buy a trust with the dues you pay.
If you take my hand with my heart you impress.
impress.
I wonder your guts that dare pull a wish you
cannot commit.
Blended with sophistication my mind tells me
me you a boy.
When I open my eyes and look I still see you a
a boy.
Then how can you satisfy the blooming tree
when you cannot change into a falcon.
A dove that comes with peace you are and so

12.
Gaylord
I dare hold your hand as I pull the man out of
out of me,
I dare commit to a challenge so complex with
with gladness,
Worry not the light of the moon when I'm
I'm holding the sun,
For your light beyond abundance I provide,
provide,
Take a look, think again I'm the future you
you saw in the past,
Worry not the depth of the river when I'm
I'm the bridge,

13.
Monica
I hear the birds sing so dear,
They arouse my sensitivity as I lean to hear,
And remind me of light moments I would wish to
to return.
But the birds don't sing as I pay closer attention,
attention,
They cry. When I realize the birds lament my
memories,
It brings me to tears as I begin to live in the past.
past.
A past I swore love to never die until I buried it.
it.
A past when I remember I am as good as buried with
with it...

14.
Gaylord
I found myself in a death trance where forth I
thought I am lone within,
My inherent despair grieved me where I
resided therein,
Amusement was alien but I found its remains
in my ecstasy,
Beholding in my trance your calling smile,
But in your eyes a broken heart, desolated and
scattered,
Resurrect your faith in love, for broken heart
history is not progressive,
Give me, give me that touch, a smiling future
awaits,

15.
Monica
You bring me peace in my anxiety I cease to
grumble,
My soul is gratified.
You bring me harmony in my despair,
I halt in pleasure, my heart pumps with life.
You come as you are born a man to redeem my
breathe,
My healing wing gathers to fly.
Your confidence feeds my hope with a tomorrow,
I fear not death at all, for my life it might take with
it,
But my soul will forever cherish your love.
A love so tender my heart melts,

16.
COLLABORATION
IN
POETRY
BY
MONICA
MUNASHE
RUPAZO
&
GAYLORD
MUNEMO