Icarus, if you had not collided head-on
with that love, would you still have
plummeted sticky fingered to the sea

You liked to think  you were a God
******* on some feathered beast
could redirect its flight at will

so she was blind to the swooping monster
Too late to do much else but clutch
a handful of burning feathers

Admit the same mistake over and over again.
You would argue different universe perhaps
still, unbuttoned is still undone

Toyed with that one heart once too many times


You would argue different universe perhaps
To die having flown unwavering towards the sun
and swerved and singed and laughed

To die having loved that one heart just once
She full sighted to the swooping beast
Grasped your hand, plucked and set astride

To die having sat with her and watched the water pools
recede leaving lines of salt around the rocks,
prehistoric etchings to run your salty fingers through

To die having  watched translucent darts
in those very same water pools, her eyes
as you bent low, shielded her from the sun

Too late
You toyed just one too many times
Unbuttoned is still undone