I see you

within your darkness; within your light;
lays a guardian that flows
wings unclipped; icarus would weep with envy

wings that soar – towards cultural metamorphosis
wings that beat – to the sound of their own drum
wings that protect – that which they were crafted for

I only wish to be both the glade that keeps them a flight
and a woman that takes refuge
under the purest of in-between

all the while
while a voice remote resounds
hunting crystalline skies
etched within the flesh and faith of a
new future.

You, I see you


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