Icarus
I did not ask for you to catch me.
I knew my wings were dipped in weathered wax.
Who are you to prevent me from my fate?
Why fall, if not for devotion?
Thrusting inherently ruptured wings,
our souls met but for a second,
a triumph reserved by the gods.
Warmth, desire, passion incarnate,
I welcome his engulfing fire.
For him, I’d damn myself in the fall of flames,
dancing in the ashes of our eternity.
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Dancing in the ashes of our eternity
for him. I’d damn myself in the flames.
I welcome his engulfing fire.
Warmth, desire, passion incarnate,
a triumph reserved by the gods.
Our souls met but for a second,
thrusting inherently ruptured wings.
Why fall, if not for devotion?
Who are you to prevent me from my fate?
I knew my wings were dipped in weathered wax.
I did not ask for you to catch me.