Increase in take-off run

Increase in take-off run, the wings.
I get up union.
So I left, I promise,
if tomorrow the wings carry the trembling.
What hurts me,
it is, after all, increase.

I'm writing a sentence, perhaps another,
which are text annals.
They are the words of space echoes far and wide,
infinity bear.
consolation to someone
few moments to give.
I look back to red to purple,
frost predictive skyline.

Words, those who just wrote,
Tolls at the hem of the wind somewhere.