Story Of Red Ridinghood

Poison dwells on her lipsBloodred venomous kissShe will find you, lure you, tame youYour life is tied by her spellBehind the lands unseen, deepest circles of Hell Hair dark like crows above your headRed light in her eyes sparkling brightSeductive voice, calling whisperFlowing still through the dead hour of night Darkest hour is her timeNightContinue reading “Story Of Red Ridinghood”

Wanderer’s Tale

Call of dawnScent of dewMorning falls covering meadowsWith withering hopes I close my eyes to see the shoreOf fields unboundDreams that holdBlue height of purple skies A child who caresA friend who daresTo bear all the tales within Barefoot boy running across the fieldKindhearted child to find the answers to everythingEyes sparkling with lifelust dreamsContinue reading “Wanderer’s Tale”

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