In the end,
I finally set out to fly
as I was told it were order
of maturity.

The sky passing many colours
stars conversing with my dreams
I felt content.

On this journey I went
The wind conspired many temptations
But I let my wings find their destination
My eyes closed,
I took in the feeling
of letting go…

When I opened my eyes,
not only was temptation
before my eyes,
I wondered if I’d set out too late…

I’d have been blind
not to lick my lips
When a black cloth hung
on his pale skin
teasing my venturing desire,
Self aware…

I don’t remember how
when my sense came
My hands were hanging
around his neck
He and I…

Published by Sia Morweng

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