As the flame of the candle stands still into the
biting air,
and the silhouettes of a broken man crash to the
floor.
he rues the day he flew too close to the sun.
recalling her smile as his wings melted
I feel the blood rushing up, the words from you
like a blow to the sternum.
I can't hold back now, my mouth is watering two
fold.
with the flavor of myself in the meaning.
I lost my head again.
where d
