White Oaks and Willows
Iridescent feathers
flutter down
as a silhouette
passes overhead,
inquisitive
I bound over the landscape,
following.
I come upon a pond
with two thirds of it
enshrouded by trees,
white oaks and willows.
Near the edge
of the woods
I see a pair of angelic wings
rising out of the water
attached
to a body
that could
make one’s thoughts falter.
White oaks and willows.
Elegant hands
on sleek arms
reach up to preen
her wings
with two inch nails
perfect for slicing flesh.
Changing
into my lupine form
I lope through the high grass
towards the forest,
white oaks and willows.
Entering the lush,
shadow coated woods
I find a fallen tree
and rest my jaws upon it,
watching,
this exquisite
temptress
from the shade.
droplets glisten
on the milky white skin
of this fallen angel
then she shakes her wings
scattering them within
the white oaks and willows.
Raising those
tender,
deadly hands,
she drizzles water
over her
long,
light eating
black hair.
As it
washes over her face
she opens her mouth
and I notice
the meat tearing,
deadly curved fangs,
if my jaw wasn’t
resting on this log
it would have dropped.
White oaks and willows.
Knowing her
for what she is
(my other half)
I slink over
to the edge of the pond,
but as I
touch the water
she leaps into the air
and she is just a spot
in the sky within seconds
(so close),
leaving me in
the white oaks and willows.
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