Lycasis Cummings Poems

hidden, dancing
life and light
wings shining bright
form so slender
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light and dark
night and day
love and lust do play
chasing the angel, this demon of sorts
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I am human and have no wings
but I know if I did have wings they would be
GREY
neither absorbing nor reflecting
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We dance in the moonlight and we sleep in the sun

We are wise but we are one
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If I could ever

Be a feather
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I lie in wait

My skin to fell
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