What Wings
what wings have sorrow conquered
that our marrow should be all but drained
stained are sheets as we leak our memories
from what trees have our golden leaves fallen
grief calling haunted voices to ghost remains
echoeing through what has yet to be known
we fall in an upward motion beyond gravity
passing clouds through ashes strings
attaching attacking passion clings
what love has been left for me
searchingly searching seas
drowning sands please
roses scented sting
paining me gently
as
i
am
gone
still going
going going
gone gone gone
flying in dreams what wings
?
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