Fay Slimm - Give Me Wings.

The blue of the dusk
Clusters around these
Earthbound bones, lustily
Blows cold onto cold
And knows well how to hold
Me bound.

Give me then wings, girth
Me with air-borne, light
Feathered things. De-earthed,
Let me fly starward.
Then on land afar
Ground me.

When at his door give
Me this powerful
Magic just once, living
Apart breaks me still.
Wing me, or tears will
Drown me.

Fay Slimm

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