They stood face to face like two predators in the wild In the cold In the whipping wind Scent to scent With teeth that could kill There was no where to run No where to hide She crouched on the cold ground .. She felt the fire of his might pinning her quivering fur into the icy snow.. He was.. the wolf.
Comments (4)
This create good and excited confusion
and still, I'm confused.
awesome write.
We'll find another one lost and confused.
Cafe
You made our day.
Musk I presume.
"The fire of his might"
Mighty good poem Cafe.