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My Obsession



A murder of crows

Filled the skies

We watched, from the trees

Their song, inelegant and free

Filled our souls

And we died with every cry

My sureness

Of your presence

My obsession, defined

Your lips, soft as feathers

Gently fell, upon mine

Beautifully black

Wet, as the grass

That stained your cloak

That murderous night

Their song, not so sweet

Filled our hearts, deep

In the cowl of the trees

And love, was something

For other things, not, I

So far beyond it's reach

Safe, I lie, your wings, inside