Darkwood
Eyes so dark...
They make the night sky weep,
Your eyes could even steel
the weathers sleep.
With a sudden glance
Sending flights of fearies
through the winter wood,
I am captured helpless.
They make the night sky weep,
Your eyes could even steel
the weathers sleep.
With a sudden glance
Sending flights of fearies
through the winter wood,
I am captured helpless.
posted by Jenn Wiffen | 10:15 p.m.
1 Comments:
Your poetry is really lovely... very visual, which you know is a big thing for me! I hope you keep writing lots more, you've really got a good thing going! I love the pagan imagery you've worked in, too!!! - Melly
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