''Protector''

I am your protector. I am your guardian. Your spectre. I am the subtle shaking bass. I am the one who walks the memories, just in case. I am the violin string, the sorry sounding note. I am the parallel decision, the other, unheard vote. I am the swift of something through the trees. I am the hanging mist of unease. I am the bared teeth of threat. I am what you concluded to regret. I am the distance never covered. I am the kestrel who hovered. I am the line which lays between stalk and hunt. I am the swell inside, when you require front. I am the follower, the hawks eye. I am the undeceived, who looks away when you lie. I am the unfathomable strength. I am the weakness in both of us. I am the wolf tracks imprinted next to you. I am the look you spite, the look I feel too. I am between the hands of others held. I am what you intentionally repelled. I am the blink on the inner iris. I am the most flawless, illusive virus. I will never speak, I will turn my face first. I will be the talisman to you, as you are my curse. I wear the camouflage, to see me, is to sell my service. Which is something you will never do. At least this way, I keep you safe, in spite of everyday. At the expense of my own well being. That is not a cry. I would not trade. I would rather, truly, die. The protector will live on, the unrequited one. To fight every battle, even when they can't be won. I am your life long hate, essence, love and trust. Always, forever, Smoke. However, never, dust.