WolflingSinful fetus, not existing in state of cub, you have been bred by wolves,Wolfling
and fed lions.
Life is your ultimate victory, The womb is your weakest foe,
Ear pressed to holder's navel, Brave One
I question,"Who are you?...."
AntecedentZephyre my god of gentle breeze. In the crisp of winter under cheshire light you slay the freeze of the silent night. Swirling around my body and breathing the promise of sprig I hear a whisper of a bird sing.Antecedent
Zephyre I hear your call through the summer then the fall. The sun shines callously as I listen to the buzzing bees and turn to face the trees. You run on your swishing feet to replenish me like a babe to mother's teat.
Zephyre you hold lessons for dancing leaves you laugh and entice giving them heaves. Winter, Spring, Summer, F
Minister's daughterA lily nurtured, woven through fractured olive branches,Minister's daughter
The lamb is prey to the lion, a requiem for the nimbus,
and the nihilist reaks havoc through the flor.
Wolf PackA mane, fluffy yet tough. Human structure, feeble but enough. Golden eyes glow, they change on the go.Wolf Pack
Her teeth start to bare, she screeches & scares. Hiding her fears, pushing past the tears. She tenses & glares, cautioning our cares.
Realizing we really do dare, to fight off her fears. Comforting the tears, settling the screeches & scares.
A mane, still fluffy yet tough. Human structure, still feeble but enough. Golden eyes still a glow, her teeth they still bare, only now in a smile not a
