Flew too high for any life
As loves scorching height
Lay upon molten pain
And scarred deep in flight
Broken feathers and crooked wing
Torn apart in hateful night
Bloodied tatter on peaceful ground
Wounds open to the fiercest night
Sorrow birds last night
In deaths still trance
Icarus did not burn away grace
But lovers touch seared freedom away
The sun his release
And to Icarus
Gift Apollo&'s heavenly kiss
As flames lick and trace
The fallen of which they'll miss