Icarus

Icarus

Staring at the sun too long
A sun that isn't mine
I try to run, the pulls too strong
The tides confuse the lines
Lines drawn in sand every night
That waves just wash away
and every morning at first light
The sky is where you stay
Hanging, taunting, out of reach
Shining evermore
With lines erased along the beach
An ever changing shore
Even when you're out of sight
Eclipsed, the other side
The moon reflects, the mind delights
In darkness, stars reside
But even they can't burn as bright
Bleached ivory bone moon
A gleaming glowing satellite
To which the hearts in tune
Waning as it runs its phase
A crescent in the sky
To wax rhapsodic in the rays
Wings soften as we fly
As feathers rend in direct heat
Long sealed wax is spent
Like Icarus we fall replete
To shorelines we resent
Shorelines where our best laid plans
Get redrawn every night
Washed away in tidal spans
and memories of flight
Alas, there is no other sun
Just shadows cast in lines
Memories where waves have run
and rewrote over time
Editions long, for dull grey moths
Addicted to the light
Desiring a life less goth
Unbound from endless flight
Flying for a sun too long
A sun that isn't mine
For now I fly, the suns too strong
… and dull things long to shine