skeletal wings

stubbornly flutter.

her mink fur drags on.

a gold antique lighter

kisses the cigarette

imbued with her essence.

she reaches the zenith of eternal rapture.

adrift, I await her celestial body.

my moon,

I rise with the tide.

as wave upon wave crash,

we’ll never see the shore.

my sun,

my everlasting sun.

engulfed in flames,

I soar,

while ashes remain

shortly before the fall,

of Icarus.

for like he,

I flew too close,

and drowned for her love 

© S E U Nx