If you want my heart

You have to be ready for fire

How far will you go ~

To feel the force of the hurricane?

 

Are you prepared to never be the same?

I hear your calls blowing over me

Like a summer breeze 

Oblivious to the power of my flames

 

Oceans are no good to me

I cannot fight the waves

My soul needs to burn

Holes in the sky

 

Do you wish to fly?

I do …

My wings are ready ~

I am better prepared than Icarus 

 

Come with me …

If you dare. 

-Clare Kinnaird. 2024.