for Sonja
My Angel, I know you
will never abandon me.
You sit wholly encased
in your frame, exactly
as Sonja intended. Your will
and your fate mesh perfectly.
You look to the left, your gaze
turned upward. Are you looking
into my future? Or is something
in my past on which you fix
your sight? Whatever the object,
I know your concern benefits me.
My Angel, you are my other self,
my parallel being. We share both
surface realities and depths I can
barely grasp. I am only half-alive
unless your spirit unfolds itself
throughout my being, body and soul.
You cradle either a narrow rapier
or a frail cross near your heart.
Which one you use depends upon
the challenges you face in protecting
me. My Angel, let us pray together
that only the gentlest measures are required.
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