Give me wings

Would that I had wings such as yours
that I could fly unto that realm wherein you dwell,
that realm of you alone, with the scent of roses
that you keep hidden from me...
Do your scars still hurt when I fondle them?
I long for your smile,
and for your hidden glance
Would that you give me sugar wings
that I could fly with you?
unto that realm of you alone...
Where you could share your hiding places and treasures

...and where we'd find that we would never die, as we die
within each other...