Mated to the Night Wolf
Mckayla Chinyama Queenimagine yourself in a frozen forestaurora running with the wolves lyricsrun towards the lightdashing through the snow in a pair of broken skis
There-my head tilts ever so slightly, as I drown in his gaze.
In between colors that have no names.
Passed the beauty of his dark stare, behind the cold dark exterior- further and deeper than any ever. So deep the bottom itself seems endless until...
I hold a breath. Or is it that I forget to breathe?
In the total darkness— a fading soul shimmer. In its arms, cradled carefully lies a dying flame, an ember losing its last spark.
In a storm of ash and rain, the soul sits trying to save what little there is to save, in the darkest night, knee deep in the muddiest waters, barely alive.