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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