The Wolf and the Lamb
by
Roger Crique
(Age: 52)
copyright 09-01-2005
Age Rating: 10 to 127
I used to reside in the icy glaziers of your soul
I was a mere bleep in the ever widened scope that was your heart
You were the wolf that wildly deflated my quietness
You became the devourer of my peace
My ever present smile you stole
I became weak in your bosom
lethargically dead; in the prison of your mind
You gnawed at my honor
then you sank your canines into my desperation
For the day I laid eyes on you
my frame of steel rusted and toppled
You came and changed the latitudes of my senses
You charged the wind with your passion
You poured the rain upon my eyes
My fortress became my prison
My security became my misery
Where did you come from?
Oh, woman of the darkness and light….
The glaziers of your soul became searing embers
embers that melted and seared my heart
The wolf that once corrupted my quietness
has now become a sweet and humble lamb
a lamb that earnestly follows my every move
a lamb that begs for mercy, before the slaughter!
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I envisioned here a woman of great physical beauty, but one of power and control. They say that beauty is only skin deep. To look under this one's skin can be chilling.
Good write.