NaPoWriMo Day 6 – Fret

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Don’t you dare to fret or fear.

Don’t you shiver down in here.

The dark beyond the op’ning gate,

it’s just the world come to us, my dear.

 

We have hidden long and well,

blended into mass of wailing

melted into hell.

 

Under the oceans, over the hills.

Ran nowhere fast, out of breath

our skin, hardened. Chill,

 

We crumpled, wrapped each other tight,

waiting for the cloak to catch us;

take us in one bite.

 

But the cloak embraced with warming touch,

led us to lighted hearth inside,

fed us far too much.

 

No burning passion but our own we’ve known;

It scares you to our core and bone,

but you and I must grow

 

and learn to live, smile to the day, to

every face we meet on this road

just in case they, too,

 

wish to love us as we are, hand

in hand. The night is not our enemy,

but music of the band

 

which we all must click our heels in time

with: one, two, three four: on and on

and we will be the chime.

 

We are the breath of fresh air, the new

and the ancient way far forgotten,

forsaken but true.

 

We are but the two of us, my dear.

Bound forever, lost loves never again, and

never again will we fear.

 

Don’t you dare to fret or fear.

Don’t you shiver down in here.

The dark beyond the op’ning gate,

it’s just the world come to us, my dear.

 

 

I quite like this one. I saw the word “fret” today and the first two lines came to me. No idea where it was going, but started to run with it this evening and it rocketed.

 

 

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