Heaven's drops of gold crystallized
Smeared like fairy dust
Speckled puncturing wings float
Spinning on a top
Hung by the wind wires
Carrying a drop of sugary splurge  
Giving to all
All, near

As the green lush opens
Caresses the smooth shadows in the morning dusk the tired wings wake
Flapping  
Floating, as one peacefully
Gained momentum
To reach the peak, then she flapped..

To sprinkle dust of the heavens
Down to those.

Asking for none in return

Scratching
Screeching
Scheming

Hellish boys trimming their blades
Sliced by nights eyes

Callous carefulness

Calamity in the Mystics eyes  intricitley cutting silver pences
Crying their breach

Rubble toes and hardened minds
The kind one can't contain

Blaring the shrieks of a litten mouse
Holding up high
Flying high
Can not find stable ground

Hellish girls grinding their teeth
Strapping their ties
High and tight
Grading their hearts

They both want to
To be carelessly bad, free and rash  

Terribly so,

So much so - without a cause

I remember when the air breathed  easily,
or, rather, a great air breathed one in.
I remember floating
I remember dreaming on a cloud that I believed reach the heavens, like the natural tower of the Taj Mahal

Now the fog rolls over the hills
The dust in the mountains collect
Now the rays of light pierce through the blinds
Where the flowers rise

A flit of the wrist in her eyes
Flickering like stars in the night
Less to do with fear, the curiosity of a different view point
Kept her sleeping in the forest

Rebirth:
Reborn, his wing span breathes the wind
He sprints to touch land
As he touches land, his hands grasp the ground
Transformation and Deliverance
Watch as he will rise from the ashes

What you see
The car lights through the mist
your silhouette in the lake
the scars on your wrist
sunsets in the day
sunrises at night
Beauty in the eye of the beholder