I die
In the only way I can die
caught unawares,
as you caught me
like a dragonfly in a thunderstorm..
trying to find a way home
-getting caught in the warm grip of friendship-
given the breath of love.
I snatched that first word,
that incandescent wraith of an emotion
so true I dared not use her
I kept her so that she may be..
my last breath
so that I might die in beauty and honor
I even had to steal that.
1 comment:
It seems you gave love a gender. Holding it tightly, As if the dragonfly itself is love. You were caught like a dragonfly, like love was a dragonfly caught by you. Keeping it close.
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