Two

by Faeble

This is a quick little poem, with only subtle references to Wicked, but it's based on the love between Fiyero and Elphaba. It's silly, I wrote it in about two minutes, but...feedback is always welcome!

Two

earth-eyes and long fingers and skin color means nothing,

not when there's a love like this, with

a belly and a heart and a collarbone like a birdwing,

when yours is hers anyway and it's all the same.

diamonds and silk and fingernails and long, long hair;

nights blur together and time is still or nonexistent,

when there's wind only outside and inside there's

breath, heartbeat, wingflutter at the window,

her fingers. thin and pale at night against the panes.

heat and cold stones and bedposts pressing into your back,

love me like this forever, you say. time is this room,

dry your eyes; hers, white under sepia and clay pots and the color

of warm, pliant, resilient earth.