Prompt: Eros was once Icarus, and He and Helios were once in love
Icarus flew too close to the sun
His foolish endeavor, defied the gods with his acts
But what if we donât know the whole picture
Perhaps we only saw his demise,
his wings of wax, his fall from grace
In our haste, to hate, we disregard his childish face
Perhaps he knew of the dangers
Perhaps he read every text on flight,
perhaps he calculated the risks
Perhaps he worked tirelessly through the night
Perhaps he stayed staring at a flame
Studying the wax candles on the table, how long each took to melt
Perhaps he sailed for as long as one could sail
Documenting the length of the sea, warmed by a fire only he felt
But you may ask, why did he take on this task with such fervor?
Why would he fly to the sun, knowing it would only burn?
Why did he do all that, he mustâve known of the danger?
Why did he keep the sun company, even when Zeusâs mood took a turn?
Perhaps we did not look behind him
Perhaps he sat on his roof, staring up at the sky
Perhaps he drew the sun, to try to capture its beauty.
Perhaps the sun tried to dissuade his love from his goal
Perhaps he thought their love could only be a shared dream
Their love had them acting like stumbling foal
He tried to reach out but only turned the sea to steam
Perhaps even as his wings of wax bubbled and drooped as they melted, Icarus still reached out to the wisps of a warm embrace
Perhaps as he fell, his eyes were only set on his fiery love in the sky
Perhaps his sun could only watch as his delicate love fell to the sea, his tears burning up far too quick
As his love sank farther than he could reach by chariot flight
Perhaps Icarus accepted his fate as he was swallowed by the seas depth
and as Daedalusâs son,a good back up plan was best
For his plans was to embrace his love in this life
And in the event of his failure
