Wind in my hair

Clouds of hair
on a sky of sand,
dreams of iron
set in a concrete land.

i fly with wings of tissue
i search with eyes of gold,
a mind of frozen honey
a heart that is too old.

you stand, cast in time
and i come to you
to claim which i always knew to be mine.

You take me in
you make us one,
we fade away in existence
we are slowly lost in time.