The Linnet's Wings :Take All My Loves, My Love - Page 15

The Linnet´s Wings transformed by magic forms and flares, son et lumière. We reach the country fair, rides and booths, canvas-covered. nestled in the castle’s shade. Tarpaulins mute the magic until twilight fades to night and fairy time sparkles. Retracing our steps, we wind each other up, get tangled yet again, and trip fall and sprawl on wires of our own. Hand grabs hand for steadiness, not joy or passion. And yet, our own grey gubbins still carry currents, charge our lights, chase darkness from the night. Our plain and naked bulbs will shine and flare, bright against the squid-ink sky. Title: Down the Rabbit Hole © 2019, MLF, Linnet Design 15