The Place With Wings | ✓

homeward

the lights —

a path towards heaven
a staircase made of pearls
stars descend onto skin
the night is yellow
I breathe in moondust
bare feet touch air
she flies on moth wings
and a dress of ferns
fireflies dance
in a cloud of hair
a kiss a dream
ribs made of ice
melting under saturn
a river of warm darkness
I learn to swim.

— will lead you home.