Lost Feathers, Departing Words
My palette bare, my whispered words
like feathers landing, soft, unheard
Some black, still pond out in the woods
will float them in gentle breezes
My touch declares my heavy heart
as tendrils of hope from me depart
to settle like peace on the tip of your tongue
to carry you home in due season
My eyes light up, my blood grows thin
as I nervously wait for the state you're in
to float like a feather and settle like peace
as your impaling shadow gathers
My burning legs, my quick reflex
will snap up the moment that they detect
you're ready to fly with the whipping wind
and I'll mourn not losing a feather.
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