Poems

Prey

Fever finds the coldest faces,

Young heart opens eyes of blue

Wolf is hungry, always creeping

Innocence an easy prey

Silent night though teeth do chatter,

Shivers find her in a chill

 

Forrest not the safest places

Young heart trusts, the lover new

Wolf is hungry, always creeping

Darkness lives in spite of day

Dinner offered on a platter

Sickness wasted on the ill

 

 

 

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