Wings of Icarus

Love.
It is a scary,
unknowing, mysterious
word.
It’s a myth, a legend,
and a fact
all
in
one.
It makes a smile shine with a
million-billion moonbeams.
makes you want to wear the
Wings of Icarus, and bring
him home the sun.

But then the wax will melt.
And then you will fall.

I pity those afraid of
Love.