“Why must you always let the shiver-dark in?”
She asks, this breathless,
Green-eyed glimmer princess.
“You don’t have to open
The two way door every time the
Night-wolf within you stirs.
Look away from the sinister glass;
Close your ears to the
Blacksnake whispers,
Tarry no longer in the malicious
Shadows of Envy Forest.”
She’ s right, she’s right
I accept the fact, but
Raven-feather thunder is
Marching closer, testing my feeble resolve.
And, though my romance fairy is far away
I’m hoping she feels me resisting;
Will dance words with me again
When storm and doubt have passed.
23/7/2013
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