My Companions
My only companions are my dreams
my only friends Who call out for me
their voices a melody for me to fallow
save me my friends from this Dark World
Wolfs teach me to be loyal and to fight the dark
and when make love to the dark embracing
it becoming dark myself yet not to succumb to its control
Fae teach me to kill with words And when to use them to save
Of the meanings of speech and its clever twists
To speak a truth one does not want to hear
And still make them hear tote truth
Twin sprits teach me to know the sprits
Those elusive things some call souls
Not knowing how to talk with them, we converse
Not knowing how to feel their presence, I touch them
I feel the hands brush against my skin
As dragons, teach of fire, rage, and bloodlust ,when to use it
and how to use it well like a well made WAR HAMMER
,and from the masters I learn lore and flight
for though I have no wings still I fly with them
Trees teach of patience
And the earth’s presence and how to care her
Of the minds herbs and streams to feed my roots
As my branches wither
Their Skills With The Wood Are Rival To None
Succubus and Incubus you teach of the heart,
it’s betrayals, loves, comforts
how to guard the heart, and still feel
for they know best, its mysterious ways
Whilst my heart, mind and body scream
Scream for release from this reality
To dreams and the worlds found
through their doorways
Call out to me my friends
save me from those who ridicule me
who constrain me in chains of iron as they sear my flesh
Holding me fast to things, I must not do or have
cages of words, deeds, people, and their judgments
I Hate Them, And Their Ways are both evil and cruel
I know not how long I have left
For my blood screams for vengeance
To bathe in its fires ,to soar free in the skies
where none but you can reach me
SAVE ME, MY FRIENDS I BEG YOU!!!
I long for your embrace your fiery breath
the sweet scent of wet moss you warm sprit upon mine
the pack running singing the songs
that change me to your likeness
the sleep where my heart lies in your hands
as you feed your lustful hungers upon my troubles
leaving me to sleep untroubled free of my cares and worries
giving me my heart backed still with its worries and cares but unburdened
you cleaver teachers I lust for your wisdom
and the peace you bring me
please come open the doorway
to the forests and the fire moors
save me my friends
this is also a personification
Copyright © Rena Kiya | Year Posted 2012
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