Wings

My love has wings

It travels to you

across the invisible spaces

it traces patterns of caring

over the remnants of pain

that made a haunting of your days

dragging you under to that place

where breath was stolen

if you are the echo of hunger

then I am the ocean

if you are steadfastness gone astray

then I am devotion

for even as you evoke

my sacrifice

you remind mysoul

that it is possible to live twice

and that following

the eclipse of longing

our beings can rise again

from a broken field of dreams

to know that love

has wings