Flying - Nina Cassian

Flying they were
He had a wing on his left,
she had a wing on her right,
like one body between two wings
they were flying
Flying they were
Between their two wings breathing in
she - his right lung,
he - her left lung,
through a sky saturated with gold,
like a long golden shuttle,
like a golden key opening golden spaces,
they were flying -
through gold -
they were flying
through gold
they were flying.