Cool is your breath upon my neck The chills run to my heart. Cold is the look from arctic eyes The guilt tears me apart. Crisp are the sheets that creep o’er me The brittle touch of frost. Chilled is the touch of skin on skin The passion long since lost. Close my eyes for […]

A Lycan Night

Slowly, slowly, moving on I follow the lead of my venting breath A chill The hairs on my neck stand on end Every crack of twig Every whoosh of wind And every second is an eternity Moon strays from behind cloud Illuminating a darkling wood A call. My blood freezes I am frozen I want […]