Monday, March 3, 2014

The Crow

Outside the window
The crow begs me to fly
Over the city and 
Pressed against stars

The blackest of feathers
Overlapping the moon
Under the orbits
Of souls caught in time

Above the cold ocean
Hypnotizing me with waves
To a land where my heart
Is planted in earth

Before the sun wakes
Wings soften my fall
Into the city with
Lights burning bright

Ahead of violet dawn
My eyes give reflections
Glitter with the beauty 
Illuminating my mind

Back to the sky
The crow fades into black
As the moon surrenders
To daylight once more



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