That life time
She asked me if I had any regrets,
At my very last moments of breathing,
Smiling bitterly knowing I’d be lying to an angel,
I shook my head and coughed out a “No”
Breathing shallowly I forced out my words of truth,
“Kitsune’s don’t have regret”,
“But make the best of their short comings”
I was never the best at lying ,
Nor can I lie to those I hold dear,
It was as if this woman I knew for lives,
I seem to have forgotten at my time of near death,
Putting her fourhead to mine,
She kissed me as my eyes shut,
To then find myself
Here and in such a world,
Without magic,
As if reason was gone.
-Kitsuko Dragonstar
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