the gifts

I loved your mountains:

They were ginormous;

just like the wings I needed.

I loved your darkness:

the one you gave me on my birthday,

I needed it so badly;

just like my skin who needed to visit 

the sunlight after 4 month long fight.

I loved your patience:

I choked in it;

and didn't even knew I was dieing.

I loved your kindness:

It was a den in haunted forest,

a secret tunnel in a palace:

Just like home?

I loved your rude magic tricks:

When you dared the moon to 

takeaway all the stars

if it doesn't goes away:

It did.

I loved all the watches, 

and necklaces you gave;

At least,

they didn't leave behind any scars.

I loved your secret language:

The little greens in the blue,

the specks of your smile;

when my eyes wanted to die.

I loved how you planted thorny flowers on back:

If I bleed so what?

At least you kept the hunters away.

I loved how you took away my everything, 

and I still called you mine:

How long is this love?

How old is your poison?