Deadly Grace
The night hummed all around me,
My vision as sharp as a blade,
A foolish boy,
About my human age,
Wandered too far,
And became my prey,
I sang softly,
Mysterious winds carrying my voice,
To the foolish boy,
Who wandered too far,
His head snapped up,
His eyes glazed,
And came... more »
- Somewhere In Beatiful British Columbia, BC, Canada
- member since May 21 2009
