night raven,
you sang me
to sleep
sweetly; i toss
in my bed, restless
wanting
you to want
me, wanting
your song spinning
in my head
always;
night raven,
you flew me dreaming
atop your perch--
your voice smiles,
beguiles;
sing me
your heart song;
and i will leap
without thought
or hesitation
to my welcoming ravine
but your heart song
is my devouring--
i dance, i spin
to your hearty croaks;
ravens do not sing
soon i must wake,
I know I should—
rain down
arrows on you;
tear down
your song’s supple walls.
in the waking world
i hear
Sanity calling
and i’ll run,
I’ll flee
your voice
smiling, beguiling;
in my head,
and heed her call
lest you,
darling night raven
swallow me whole
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Heart songs and birds remind me of penguins. Blame the movie Happy Feet.
:)
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