This is a short poem I wrote recently about Icarus.
The first line is a translation of a fragment of Sappho, but the rest is by me:
I've written very little poetry, so I welcome feedback, and any other title suggestions.
King in the Sky
I did not know that I could touch the sky
I never dreamed that I could fly
You gave me wings so I could soar
But my endless desire, it wanted more…
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