I wanted to fly
So I drew wings on my shoes
I took your hand
And rode the wind to Olympus
We bathed in lightning
Like rain
There were no living gods
Just a mountain
An empty face of rock
Until we took a knife
And carved our lives into it
We took off our boots
And grew them like flowers
You became my wings
Unmeltable
In the moments before dusk
When the whole world aches
To hold on to its color
And your words wash over me
Like waves
Smoothing out the rough spots
Softening my skin
Leaving their salty taste
Long after the midnight winds
Have dried them
We wrote new myths
To heal the old
Stitching together the scraps
The forgotten pieces
With the thread of our existence
We burnt them on a pyre
So people would believe them
So our thoughts would bridge
The darkening distance
Between people who think
The heart is a muscle
And those who think it’s a prayer
We grew so big
That the Abyss stood
At the edge of our book
And jumped
To end its resistance
You became my wings
Unsinkable
We jumped too.