Icarus Breeze
By michelle hoult •
On an Icarus breeze
Dreams do soar
Hail to a sea just born
Beautiful secrets sleep.
Within the pulsating walls.
Auras of mystery surrounds
The red majestic kingdom,
Between sleep and wake.
Dreams of life Awaits
Wiling in the moonlight,
To innocent slumbering for
Arms reaching in the night.
Only a gentle breeze caressed
The angel of the night,
Entwined within
Nights Aquilegia light