The Falcon's Prey

This is a looooong one. longest I've ever written.

Breaking through the wind,

the falcon drives into the sun

her wings, she can feel the air

as dawn etches shadows on her face

she knows not... 

of the hunter waiting there

he aims for her heart

barrel following her breast

she closes her expert eyes

and follows the current in the sky

aiming for the morning sunrise

she can only think to fly

he hesitates

to wonder at her beauty

sweat beads plague his face

a neglect of duty

her feathers spread,

to feel the freedom between them

surrounding her whole body

a breathtaking, faceted gem

she rises

he follows

then compromises

sweaty palms and the trigger slips

a sudden rush of sound 

and she drops... down

catching herself 

she flows to the ground 

he watches as she changes

the feathers fall away

a human body in her place

sanity lead astray

She stands and holds out her arms

then sees her feathers lying around

what have you done to me?

hazel, color in her eyes abound

her beauty strikes him

a shot through the heart

ebony hair, silken honey flesh

an otherworldly art

she drops to the ground

tears crossing the distance 

....connecting 

the light freckles on her cheek

the sight of her tears cut into him

shards of jagged glass

marking him with crimson

around his heart to match

he awoke, covered in red

let out a scream, something caught his eye

the falcon, perched in a tree

outside the window, just as she took flight.

Reviews

[Yasmin]

woow

[Aramey]

Thanks :)

[Chris]

Dreams to fill our mind with and thoughts to think on...

[Aramey]

A good point and if we're lucky, hopes to keep us going as well. Thanks for the input :)