Icarus
Love, the noon time sun-
You'd melt the wax off my
Arms, soaring
Before I could fly within reach
Of your great heights
Revision One: Round Poem Revision
(I need ideas to make this into a round poem)
Before I could fly within reach
Of your great heights.
Love, the noon time sun,
You'd melt the wax off my
Arms, soaring-
Copyright © Lora Robinson | Year Posted 2015
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