Walking With You
Walking with you Feels
The edge of a knife Daring, offensive
Where lamplight shines On smokeless mirrors, True
Walking with you Catches Like twine on branches Rough, hewn
When caught in the twist Riddling pride, Rue Walking with you Trawls Breadths of seas Rocky, rude Where ferrymen pass As cryptic chauffeurs, Move Walking with you Shames No one while it Sheds, soothes When leaping at life Detonates your own Tune
Author's Note: Written in devotion to Loki, one year on.
Eclectic Technopagan. Student of Animism. Dark Folk Music Nerd. Part-time goth. Loki Devotee. Creating Community. She/Her, 33, Scotland.