Tuesday, 14 August 2012

My Wolf, My Angel

Shiver from the cold
Blue eyes, like crystals
Stare at me from the woods
Frozen still, watching
Shakes its head, wanders off
My wolf.
My guardian.
My angel.

1 comment:

  1. WOW! Beautiful, vivid, STUNNIIING! Just this little bit captivated me and inspired me and made me feel I was there! There is magic in yoru writing and poetry Skyril! *hugs tight*