Migratory V

Story by Caitlin Van Horn
September 30, 2014

On the foolish arm of Icaras you glide along the sea, climbing higher and ever higher to our Migratory V.

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Story by Caitlin Van Horn
September 30, 2014

On the foolish arm of Icaras you glide along the sea, climbing higher and ever higher to our Migratory V.

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In the marrow of your wing caverned deep beneath its down - Lies an anchor  with my name and my love in which you drown.

 Helm above the water, seaward you aim your bow - The bedlam of your mind is what evades you now - On the foolish arm of Icaras you glide along the sea - Climbing higher and ever higher to our Migratory V - With your call you aspirate the song that bit your tongue - Which now pervades the heavens as it warbles from your lung - The shore has left you lonely, waves tempt you with their chide - You draft behind the wind, never bowing to the tide - The sun heats you with its glory as you cry your honest plea - Climbing higher and even higher to our Migratory V -  Your rib begins to burn as I beat upon its cage - For I have never left you, nor this feat in which you wage - My love, my love, my love don't you see that we've arrived - Our Elysian Fields before us, the odyssey which you strived - Together we are one as we float above the sea - Sailing higher and even higher in our Migratory V.

 
 
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