SHE IS (August Postcard Poem 2017)

She is the stillness

on the edge of his life,

the moment of madness

before the intake of breath,

the anguish of love

just before its arrival.

 

She nails his feet

to the ground,

weaves him wings

out of whispers,

as if he were Icarus,

forbidden to fly.

 

Copyright 2017

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