Call Of The Crow

Call Of The Crow Photo By: MadamChryzl The caw of the crow echos within the valley... His watchful eyes do so, gladly... Feathers of midnight, as dark as my heart... Members of his murder await his call to start... Ravenous beaks find opportunistic defeats... Opportunistic beaks find ravenous defeats... The caw of the crow echos... Continue Reading →

No Kiss New Year

Invisible lips touched me in the midnight hour Fireworks bloomed as I dreamed of a May shower... Your hands danced across a clocks face... Strong and new as I dreamed of your bed in a warmer place... -Madamchryzl-

Soon

Soon... These memories shall be set free... As the mountains listen carefully... They will allow the clouds assume all... Soon... God will hear my call... -Madamchryzl-

How you hold such mystery... I swear you always seemed to miss me.. before you even first seen thee... One day I'll be free... and it will be you and me... I miss the fog of my old Smokies...

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