Griffin

Wings of black
They carry me away
I wanted them
They went to you
When they took my life
You sent them all away
To bring me life today
When I bathed in blood
They nested in my veins
With my weathered skin
I feel the moisture
Of a desert afternoon
Beating wings cool my brow
In our minds
I’m not in hell
I just lie here
Desiccated
Loving you
Unimagined in depth
Unknown by Gods
Proud

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