Wednesday, November 25, 2009

velvet feathers

back when your bones fascinated me.
when i'd feel your eyes on my back.
and i'd turn, and you'd disappear around the corner.
i'd chase after you, but i'd never catch you.
the picture i have of you though, taking shape, flying off.
i longed for the day, you'd be there when i looked behind me.
you're my protector. how so, when you're not there?
i then realize, you're there when i need you, without fail.
i've sadly never needed you, except right now.
and you're here. i can feel your eyes. i won't turn around, i refuse.
you step in front of me. the eyes of a raven are locked in mine.
do not fly away. the way your bones fascinate me.

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