You've what cools me
As the purr
Of a hungry cat
Trying not to ask
That kind
Of cool
How you warm me
As I watch
Morning's early dew
Set silent and still
While busy, flying things
Tend to my eyes
You've what cools me
As the purr
Of a hungry cat
Trying not to ask
That kind
Of cool
How you warm me
As I watch
Morning's early dew
Set silent and still
While busy, flying things
Tend to my eyes
Just fly on us
The breath and the birds
Breath
Birds
The breath and the birds
Fly on us
Just
Learning to let go
Sun glinting off your shoulders
Fly and live again
If I
At the ocean
Awakened at last
From the stagnant, salty air
Did then
Cut loose and blessed
A once-tethered
False-flying
Prismatic princess
Would the gods of wind and sea
Worship me
To
Soar Certain
In
The middle
Of
A Sure Jump
And
A Clean Landing
Is
An art
I
Will perfect
Were I a wise fly on the wall
Watching the nonsense unfold
I’d fly away
But not before the whir in my wings
Shouted
She’s given you everything
Do you need my eyes
To see unbegrudgingly
The mosaic beauty of her
Yes I cannot wait
To breathe sea spray from your wings
The deeper you fly
On the edge of the end
In deep need of goodness
I fastened a cape
It had to be woven in truth
This time
Lest I fall from the sky
Electric and magic
Near-reckless sensibility
Enduring and tender
Incredulous…ridiculous
Wary yet wanting of fire
I fastened the fibers of you
Wove them all through
Set you atop my shoulders
Then flew
And did I fall