Tag: sunnydale high

Shards of glass dangle.
Walking through memories,
everything fades.

I am your fountain.
Take what you need,
leave the spiders to feed.

The cat’s all alone,
counting miles
before dawn.

Some will be bitten.
Some will be brave.

In the mist, I must exit,
not saying goodbye;
just the slightest
flow of coat behind me.

And though we’ll meet again,
it’s twenty years ‘til then,
and many, oh so many,
snowy evenings.

A vision:
Daddy’s little girl,

barefoot and beautiful;
but damaged on the inside,
burned beyond recognition.

If we are to die,
I want to lie with you,
poisoned and fevered
until we find our way;

bound together in battle,
holding your hand until the end.

I will kill to save you.
You will die to protect me.

As the glass shatters,
the blade penetrates,
deep, like the blood of family,

and we part like sisters,
silent, but sure
to speak again,
at least in anger.