Fighting Gales

Because we’re up
with the Gales,
and my forgotten failings,
I recall my fear
of death with you?

Because we’re here?
Quite high up here!
On slanted slate
from earth below.
(Quite far below)
That I hold my fear
like a hunting spear?

The wind will push me
through the rain.
Frictionless and perched
like a sled.
This is why I fear
the chilling tug-o-war
of Grim’s boney paws?

Can I protect you?
Up here?
I recall my fear
of death, with you.

Fighting Gales

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About meeting someone and suddenly realising that you’re alive for more people than just yourself and then feeling vulnerable and protective.

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