As her weary, hardened glare did collide with those mesmerizing, fickle, duplicitous eyes for a second time...
Beware the bloodthirsty wolf in sheep’s clothing,
With his album of duck-faced souvenirs.
...
In my dreams I am flying like an eagle, solo,
Over forests, lakes and snow capped mountains I glide...
A tower stands on the edge of a cliff,
Two trees grow between its walls,
Choked and sealed...
A self professed chancer,
He left her with no answer
To the questions in her head,
They came in their thousands and marched across the world,
Their war cries echoed in each corner of...
True love intensifies over time despite absence,
The flame may flicker, but it never dies.