Three wings

Early this morning, late the dawn everytime I see this three winged man i fawn. Fawn over his beautiful eyes and olive skin. His three wings so delicate so beautiful they swing,swing in air so freely in air at life's brink. He stare back at me as if I am worthy of it. am I? I don't know. His strong wings tempt me. Tempt me to be close ..so close to him..to swing on his three wings. He's a nymph. The day will come when we will be one. One forever. My delicate neck tied to his strong wings. we will swing together for eternity I think.