Unto Dawn

Arrow shafts mark our path
Grey feathers, opulent skies brooding
This night’s sighing with spring
An idyllic serenity to lose sleep for

“Now this, do you regret it?”
Lingers like love with resonance
I sift the fletching between fingers
And towards him reply, “No.”
A word which drinks the stillness

Blood marks our memories, scars
Our bodies in tattoos ineffable
“From all this, I cannot cower,”
Clenching soil for comfort
Holding back more than whispers

His shadow doubles low, hand offered
“Then once more, brother,”
Unsheathed, blades gritting dawn
Fade in the night’s translucence
Save for those bright streaks
Slipping past as we grip hands
Forward again, regretting none