[Falx]: 648.Falcon's Wing: Poetry.Shandor's Litany

Cold, unyielding
molten lead
bores into my soul
A burning hatred
and a longing
to be by your side
Lightning,
Rain-washed slate
Warmth of the new spring sun
But not for me
I despise you
Yet
I love you
The rose of ageless beauty
Whose thorn bites
And makes me bleed
I want to hold you close
I want you as far from me
as possible
Ironic, is it not?
Thunder
Angry storm clouds
Could you, just once,
Shine your radiant warmth on me?
Would you believe
I tried to protect you?
Does it matter?
No
I didn’t think so…