wilderness once dreamt
of destiny a destination
somewhere
floating solo like a mirage
on the brink of freedom
baby I hear your voice
see the sunlight floating down
and I know you love me
even as my body fell limp
pummeled to the ground
leaves rustle wet damp
between my fingers cool
dragged
across the forest floor both
dead and alive- I’m the fool
trying to stay alive
loving a giant in faith
with freedom like a mirage
on the brink of life
whatever lies next
I’m yours
to chase
to catch
to terrify
to frighten
dying again and again
I’m yours
another beautiful mirage
captured in hell
because murder
is all you know
Copyright © 2008 by Crystal Kill
Days To Go----
20 Poems Written
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