me and draco malfoy

me and draco malfoy
‘tis spooky season
a glittery witches hat
an empty pillow sack,
the smell of autumn, trailing
outside my window,
a painting of purple hugging a big yellow orb
flecks of white drizzled around.
i yearn the candy wrappers,
the bounce of each step between houses
the shrieks upon sighting blow up ghosts,
cackling robot skeletons,
pumpkins carved as ghouls.
that is how i fall asleep.
yearning.
but as i fall i also float,
i feel myself soaring
above my own life
seeing my yearning laid in front of me
i can hear the satisfying tear of chocolate bars
i can smell the overpriced pumpkin lattes
i can nearly touch every fabric in the parade
yet i keep rising, and suddenly
every costume, alive
movie characters, sprung
these superheroes, these princesses
clowns, zombies, angels, devils
they all embrace me.
holding hands with draco,
makeup with harley,
skipping alongside dorothy
battling jedi, singing to carebears
its as if
they heard my
yearning.