Turn,
Asleep still,
Jaken, beside her, snoring loudly.
Crickets are chirping – the breeze is whistling.
Typical night sounds.
The stars are out,
The sky is a highway of brilliant colors and flashing lights.
Absorbing… striking… beau–
Awake. She’s awake.
I don’t move.
The humming of insects on the breeze,
Her slow breathing as she blinks the sleep from her eyes,
A snore then a whistle, then another deep breath,
My heartbeat sounds in my ears.
Facing her.
Her eyes glint. Two eyes of chestnut brown,
The stars are in her eyes.
I say nothing. I don’t turn away,
She does nothing,
She sits childishly,
Then plays with her hair.
No welcome is awarded me,
No happiness is shown.
I feel I’ve let her down.
Yet she’ll stay with me…
Forever, she’ll stay with me – I know that now.
I make one movement.
A nod.
She stands. Her eyes are bright – alive,
Burning like a funeral pyre.
She’s walking over.
I stiffen,
Her silence is frightening, but I don’t persuade her to speak,
The quietness is drowning me out – detaching my thoughts,
One… by… one…
A slightest touch of her hand on my own is enough,
She’s in my arms,
Sliding down–
Down. Down. Down to the ground.
The earth is cold and slippery beneath me,
Ignore.
(I’m home.)
She’s here…
That’s all that matters.
“Sesshoumaru-sama. You came,” she says softly,
I hold her closer until her head is on my chest.
Her thin body is tucked up close,
Small and compact,
She fits snugly at my side.
The sky is darkening further more,
The stars are saying farewell,
We watch them together,
Till they disappear from sight.
I look into her wide eyes,
For the briefest of moments.
Awe-struck, breathing fast – she’s happy.
And I see in that moment,
As Rin lets out a sigh,
The stars haven’t vanished,
They’re there in her eyes.
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My poems or short stories, will be different than any other. Maybe more horror, I don't know, what do you think? Comment. Don't Steal. Don't Copy.