I think of you and more than one way:
Largely, I am sad for you.
You are caged, a phoenix with inability to fly,
and when granted freedom, you are going to shoot straight up,
fly into the stratosphere,
and finally, paired with the sun
(your element)
its golden rays will kiss your feathers
and you will mirror its brightness and flames,
igniting in a flash of brilliant light and heat,
over almost as instantly as it began.
Icarus girl, let me be your sea.
I will catch you, cool the burns,
push you to the shore.

A small part of me,
the part of me that has pushed me from you,
(because I will always respect your boundaries)
craves you.
I want to see your beauty when you peak,
see sunshine radiating from every inch of
your pearlescent skin.

And I wish I can taste your lips, kiss you so sweetly
and part of me is in love with you
all I want is for you to allow me to bring you paradise