Well, its time for finals in my school, and well, instead of taking
notes on grammatical usage in English I felt like writing :) This is the
result of my Lit Book and my Boredom.
Disclaimer: I own NOTHING!!!! Duo and Heero are not mine and if they were
they would not be in a story, they'd be handcuffed to my bed :) Gundam
Wing is not mine and neither is the poem....The Poem is called 'I am
offering this Poem' and its by Jimmy Santiago Baca and is encased in stars.
Untitled
By MidKnight
So maybe the war was over. The earth and space united, and White Fang
assimilated into the whole. Heero sat silently in a dusty cabin in the
woods. He had been here a year and a half ago with Duo and they'd been
smashing drunk.
*I am offering this poem to you
since I have nothing else to give.
Keep it like a warm coat
when winter comes to cover you,
or like a pair of thick socks
the cold cannot bite through,
I love you,*
One week after that Duo had been tortured to death by OZ. DeathScythe
had been blown up in outer space as a desperate show of power, which the
Gundams ignored, even as Shinigami's debris had clattered against the
armor of their Gundams.
*I have nothing else to give you,
so it is a pot of yellow corn
to warm your belly in winter
it is a scarf for your head, to wear
over your head, to tie around your face,
I love you,*
Heero had slipped out of the Formal Victory party to come to the cabin,
to sit in its silence. On one of the cots he found a pillow, and on it a
single long bronze hair. The last of a great warrior.
*Keep it, treasure this as you would
if you were lost, needing direction,
in the wilderness life becomes when mature,
and in the corner of your drawer,
tucked away like a cabin or hogan
in dense trees, come knocking,
and I will answer, give you directions,
and let you warm yourself by the fire,
rest by this fire, and make you feel safe,
I love you,*
Heero delicately rolled the hair and pushed it into one of his pockets,
determined to save it. Turning to the window he looked out the shutters
to the growing darkness. In the distance, through the trees, he could see
the lights of Wing Zero beckoning him back. Back to the future they'd all
fought for, the future Duo had died for.
"Sayoo nara, Duo-sama." Heero murmured patting his pocket and walking
into the darkness.
*It's all I have to give,
and all anyone needs to live,
and to go on living inside,
when the world outside
no longer cares if you live or die;
remember,
I love you.*
Fin
