Poem: Watching You Fly

[caramelsilver]

Title: Watching You Fly
Author: caramelsilver
Prompt: from zempasuchil: "individuals without an anchor, without horizon, colourless, stateless, rootless - a race of angels." - Frantz Fanon

You lent me your wings
when I told you I wanted to fly.
I didn't know then that I was afraid of heights.

In your presence I feel weightless
and I envy you when you take flight.
I see you high above me, and I jump to try and reach
your toes and feet, but you soar
higher
away from me.

I didn't know how to fly so I started to run,
I ran until I ran out of road
out of dirt and concrete, until
my body screamed for air
and I forgot how to breathe.
You followed me easily and I hated you
for that.

When I grow up I want to be like you
I told you that, and you laughed it off
but sadly, it is true.
I hate you a little for being everything I want to be,
but I love you for loving me.

I'm not running any more, instead
we are walking together on a road
in a forest.
It reminds us of our childhood and the
fairy tales that crowded our dreams.
We walk, you and I, and I hold your hand
to make sure that you don't fly away again.
Away from me.
The horizon greets me and I'm not afraid
because your hand is safe in mine.

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Comments

[sofisticat.livejournal.com]

I really like this poem. It's beautiful.

[caramelsilver.livejournal.com]

THANK YOU *grins*