Imaginary
Disclaimer: I do not (unfortunately) own Supernatural or Dean Winchester or Castiel. CW, Kripke, Gamble, McG all own them in all of their glory and amazing-ness.
I also do not own the working title, Evanescence has a song called Imaginary
Poetry [pre Dean/Cas] post season 3 pre-season 4
Imaginary
In the in between
Thoughts and clouds
Linger overhead
Wings rustle
Love lies
Dormant but
Not dead
Green eyes
Widen with
Shock and horror
While the
Rustling gets
Ever closer
As he's pulled
Away
Anguish and ashes
Lie in the wake
Grace crowds
Around him
In the space
Of unknown
Soul clings
To winged
Grace
Celestial being
His jade eyes
Never wanted
To leave this place
Yet the being
Claims it's for
The best
For there is
Work to
Be done
Blue eyed being
Staring deeper
Than the darkest depths
As he cleans
The black and bloodiness
From the strongest soul
In existence
"Go forth"
It says, "For there is
Work for you
To do"
This soul
Shook in
Disapproval
It doesn't
Believe
These words
Are true
So he slides
Closer to
The grace
As all
Scars left
On the vessel
Are somehow
Erased
Intertwining
Metaphorical
Fingers lace
The jade eyed
Soul begs
With all
Of his might
For the feeling
Of his soul
With the blue
Eyed Celestial
Being
Just feels so
Right
Oceans rage
In its eyes
There's no
Fear
Just the
Intensity
And warmth
Of the sun rise
Moreover a thousand
Times
Grace
Cerulean depths
So gentle
Yet firm
Urges
Beloved Hunter
Despite
How opposing
The desire felt
This closeness
Is not just
Wanted
It is yearned
On to
The Earthly Plain
Where his
Rightful place to
Fight is
On one
Simple
Condition
That the Grace
Returns
With one
Word,
Or feeling
All the same
The Hunter
And the
Angel
Dean Winchester
And
Castiel
By name
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