skinwalker

I’ve been through all mythical creatures

all brooding beasts of the beyond

but failed to catch a better glimpse

of the one in stealth within you.

I heard a lion roar

saw a minotaur fume

and even felt a wolf

whoosh by my own.

Which of them were you,

my silent companion?

What precious skin do you own?

perfectly camouflaged

beneath casual daywear

I cannot

may not

conquer the fear

silence the shame

of looking right at you

of learning your name.

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