You, the Warrior

Catching up on my time for thought

a thought caught up to me

and caught on

to me

i

felt him, the warrior

onto me, the young fawn

birthing discipline
and magnificence 

all the while
whispering through to one another
and tickling pink sparkling flesh

Doves

i once fell in love
with the whitest of doves

who illuminated me
with his warm company

i once fell in love
with a black bird

whose mystery set the fire in me
and birthed my stillborn son