caitlyn b young
half faroese
half welsh celt
i call her riding wind
caitlyn b young today
by name by nature
winsome as a gentle smile
and yet a force
as deep as a fiord
as holy as a mountain
as free as white grasses
caitlyn b young for you
with all the vulnerability of yesterday
and all the promise of tomorrow’s eye
act upon your knowing
caitlyn b young act me
i call her from the wings
on the boards of a stage
in the failing of time’s limelight
caitlyn b young
be young for me tonight
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