Friday, September 28, 2018

I dreamed of you like a fox
That runs just ahead of the night.
Your coat was a red and orange flame
And lit your path across the dark sky.
You are fast and strong and smart
And beautiful,
And the stars are envious.
They can barely bare to look at you.
They stand aloof and cold from a long way off
And try not to compare themselves.

But one comet stares,
Head fully turned,
And dares you to turn, too.
It longs to crash into the earth
Alongside your lovely forest,
Just to see,
Just to know
How dazzling you really are
In person. 


-jenn

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