Sub Undis

Gliding

Too close to the sun. 

Heat melts

Our wings start to run.

Swirling

Marmoris surround.

Be swift!

Let us not be drowned. 

Darling why the laughter at a time like this?

Clouds are gonna catch us, be my Icarus.

Stop right there

Wait a minute

Did you really think I’m going without you?

If you fall,

Hang a minute 

I’ll be flying to your rescue, falling too. 

Swaddle us

Save us from this watery grave. 

~B.N.