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Iron Wings

by @Quillemina-Fox

Lassos of fire pull out my roots Running higher, I’ll pull on my boots And leave no tracks In my trekking plight There’s no coming back No return flight Indomitable Icarus, I fly into the sun Inconsolable Narcissus, My iron wings don’t run But my skin scorches From rays up above Then your harpoon searches To pierce my flesh with love And haul me down And tie me here To watch that crown, That summit of fear Gladly I’d remain I’d surrender to you But I must end the rein And make the sun new Stay, let me run Forgive my absence And forgive the sun For its distance For I will coax it Maybe in some years I’ll teach it closeness So it will shine here
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Apr 21, 2019
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