Disclaimer: everybody knows they are not mine, 'cause they belong to each other - erm- to J.K. Rowlings.
Warnings: poetry, lack of periods if at the end of a verse (it's just my style), some innuendos here and there
Author's note: again, I'm playing with THOSE TWO... this time about animals and their essences. This is Harry's p.o.v.; I' m going to post Draco's part as a separate chapter, just because. As usual, reviews are loved.
Animagic – Harry's version
...
Easy to mock you and call you ferret-face
it's an endearment really. I wish I stroked
your arching spine, drew fingers in pale fur
that would have been as silken as your hair
...
Easy to admire you when you strut and preen
proud as albino peacocks, your eyes sharp
and your tail spreading open. Stand assured
there is no-one more beautiful, no other I will choose
...
Easy to spoil you: hidden in your core
the innocence of unicorns does shine
a foal of whitest purity, untouched
until you bared yourself into my hands
...
Easy to fear you, for you are as fierce
as a dragon, and it is after you
the beast is named. Untameable and wild
your heart is strong, and to its strings I'm bound
...
Easy to worship you, make human sacrifice
of myself at your altar: aztec-like
you are a feathered serpent, more than snake
into whose coils with all my faith I leap
...
And easiest of it all, it is to love you
- if telling makes me as easy, I do not care