Wings

Wings

The first time

it happened, he was

lying in his bed

such an awkward

sensation, he thought it

was just a fantasy

overflowing its realm of

candid activities, blowing away

organic spores

but then he touched -

them – damn! and they were real

everyday he was bestowed

with a few extra inches

in a few weeks

his body had overcome

skepticism.

He told me that also I

could become unique

just had to immerse myself in

his wings

and let them

indoctrinate their meaning

in me.

Little did he know, that I

in my littleness could fly since I

dreamed.

© 2014 José Eduardo Coelho