Melancholy darling
Wrapped in misery
Willfully arrogant
Proud as Lucifer
Outlaw
Traces of tears
Slithering
Down a serious façade
Around sensuous lips
Crackled gray-ice eyes
Mournful as Nienna
Rogue
Misunderstood and exiled
Still brave to a fault
Hard with impetuosity
Savagely scathing
Fallen angel
Living a cruel night terror
Feral still
Wild as Loki
Ronin
The world spins dancing under our clever words, the sun and stars rise and set, leaves grow and fall; there is no time in this place where we meet each other as equals, both baring teeth and nuzzling one another gently. We find common ground, and an understanding and compassion here looking in each other’s eyes.
You are too much of myself to be anything more than a distorted mirror.
WindChaser
2001