wax and feathers

you are the sun on my wings 


the very thing that will cause me to fail


the heat of your smile melts the wax of my feathered wings


i am icarus you helios 


though the wax burns as it trails down my skin i soak up the sun


feeling the warmth for my last minutes before the plunge


before the waters engulf me and reality kills my hopes once again


for as i flew i reached toward you hand outstreached toward the sun


your comforting warmth surounding me melting away the fear of falling until it is too late


i have fallen and there you stay continuing your path


lighting the way for all who need you 


and i sink 


the fool who dared to get too close


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