you are the antithesis of no.

i wish to affix great gossamer wings to your back,
cut and pasted from the best paper trees have to offer
bright wings crafted with unskilled hands
and hanging slightly crooked from your shoulders,
bearing wrinkles from the glue and a couple splotches
where i thought i’d add a personal signature and changed my mind
so that when you rose, bright, white and beautiful,
you’d remember me when you heard the wind crackling at your back
like a comforting hearth

(you are no icarus, this i promise you)


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