the owl see’s me

when i see a hawk i see her face 
 
 
when i see her blouse slip off of her shoulder i see her feet in the clouds
 
 
someone has made a landing
 
 
there to lift me up
 
 
to see if i have fallen
 
 
winged friend
 
 
screeching call to the gods
 
 
to palpitate the heart
 
 
her hips make me beg
 
 
the owl see’s me in the night
 
 
we’re in the flesh
 
 
and that is all i want

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