and in the soft cloak of night
you find an amiable companion
a midnight crow that perches presently on your shoulder
digging its talons into the fabric of your shirt
but in a polite manner,
so as not to shred cotton
but rather to sew itself into your very shadow
nestling its smooth feathers into your crooked neck
and to peck out the beady eyes
of the thieves and bandits invading your exhalations
coating you in its winged blanket
as it fondly names the constellations in this woven black canopy
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A Love Letter to Life - random poems
Поэзия'life isn't the amount of breaths you take, it's the moments that take your breath away.' Poems. Random poems I wrote - 'A Love Letter to Life'. This does not mean they are about love, because life is not always about love. In fact, it is quite ofte...
