She's beautiful, isn't she? Warm against my skin as her feathers beat Life around me. Winds carrying her Love, she soars. Higher towards the Heavens, I become blinded. Blinded by the luminous glow of her Soul. Reaching out to grasp the last ray of Light, I sigh. A heart aching for the return of a Goddess born from a sin. Whispers of her wings travel through my mind, twisting and binding with the memories of a forbidden Dream. Passion and Comfort dwelling within her cautious touch. I am her Icarus. Prepared to burn for one last embrace of blazing intimacy.
