Come Raven Poem by Leria Hawkins

Date:April 2,2019

Come Raven to my window sill
To tap a song that haunts me still
Dark dreams that speak in lascivious talk
While night winds blow and shadows stalk

Thick blankets high above my breast
To hide my shame, my nakedness
Yet, still I feel him creeping in
To taunt my flesh, to chill my skin

As black as night and cold as snow
From where he came, I do not know
But he settles in to take his fill
Of sins behind my window sill

Thru misted glass, his piercing glare
Probes deep inside to find what's there
Cold eyes that strip me to the bone
He flinches not, just lingers on

Then taps the raven on the pane
He tap, tap, taps a silent name
In notes that weave around my spine
The raven sews his soul to mine

He comes to me…again, again
Delving deep beneath my skin
With quick dark eyes and razor claws
He cuts me deep, and lets me fall

All through the night his steady gaze
His wicked thoughts, his hungry rage
From dusk till dawn he assaults my dreams
With immoral acts and wicked themes

He does not tire, he never blinks
He doesn't wane in fading ink
He steals my passion while I sleep
As if my fire, is his to keep

Though years have passed, he remains
Each night, his whispers in my brain
The raven waits my ensuing death
He stays to steal my final breath

Long nights, I've tried to understand
Why he comes, and what's his plan
Then I rise one day, to know at last
I see a raven in my looking glass

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