Familiar

Image credit: Gonzalo Aragon

Image credit: Gonzalo Aragon

My familiar is beside me in the night
She is a feline, stretching, pawing out of sight
She carries many names and none are mine
I will know all her secrets in good time

My familiar is a companion in the dark
If I would be the flame then she’s the spark
If I would tread the path then she’s a guide
She is nothing if I’m nothing here inside

My familiar black as midnight, blue as sea
She is something, she is different here to me
But she’s melding in the inner hue and weave
Just my friend that I will never lose nor leave

(c) Helen Valentina 2015 All Rights Reserved

About helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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