The dragons brush-with story

This original piece goes with a story i wrote entirely in haiku's
some of my fans might recognize one of them

"the dragons brush"
 

Wind whistles on us
sadly softly humming now
Birds chirp unaware

pride is mans folly
Betrayal is beyond them
birds do not need it

You stand before me
Brother, soldier, enemy
And our blades are drawn

You are the dragon
I never feared as all should
you, mighty brother

Me, a man, no more
betrayed the dragons honor
mine, a losers sword

But You have called me
and as my steps wait for yours
My heart cries a beat

War was never mine
A painter of love and life
Your strokes only death

Steps shake the grasses
And I swear, your blade was not
meant to move so fast

My skin screams as bones
but not so loud as our hearts
My hands hardly move

My body shakes grass
Our tears water them today
i reach for your hand

I grip your fingers 
To touch the strings of your mind 
And feel what you think

What you think of me
oh brother, i softly die
do you think of me