The Raven and The WolfYou said you wanted to stay and listen to my whispers but I told you it's too late (early) and you need sleep.The Raven and The Wolf1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I held you and whispered poetry into your hair as you fell asleep. I listened to the way your heart beat and it seemed to say one word; home, home, home. The rise and fall of your chest soothed me more than any drug ever could.
I used to say I didn't believe in love but as I stared at your sleeping face, traced the contours and creases - the blemishes and scars, I couldn't help but think that maybe ... Just maybe this was it.
I stroked your autumn-kissed hair and rested my cheek against your chest. I lay there and thought, not for the first time that you are the most beautiful collection of atoms and stardust that my eyes have ever seen; with your autumn hair and earthen-eyes.
You are my wolf and I your raven. We have always been destined to meet, but I wonder, I fear, that one day your wolven heart will realize that it was not meant for me. Surely there is another who deserve