The Wings of Desire

The Wings of Desire - Image prompt [The Mag]

I am neither a bird nor a fairy

But I do possess special wings

Which peeps out now and then

Whenever I stare into your eyes

Oh! My Wings of Desire

They open up whenever I see you

Dazzling through my window pane

Like a tiny bird, I pop around

Looking what beauty awaits outside

Shining bright under your sunlight

As winter arrives, you waved goodbye

Moving fast paving way to the darkness

And I sit still near my fireplace,

Gazing at those fierce light reminiscing

Of the days I was engrossed in your warmth

The bells beckons a festival approaching

With your tiny descendants on every road

"Merry Christmas" they light up jiggling on every home

And once again my wings stretch in the flash of your light