Children of Icarus

So many words of love left unsaid.
Thanks Frederic!

WORDS IN THE LIGHT

children of Icarus
we are all flying to the Sun
but even pure gold melts down

bodies made of wax
each of us shall pass away
and reduced to ashes of light

we’ll be like tiny Summer traces
words of Love
still unsaid

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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