Thousands of hooves race across, ridden by dark...
Hurling lightening spears upon greedy mortals...

Rumors,
spread like fire...

The river between us
stretches far and wide...

Desperate for your arms,
where I can curl like a kitten...

In gentle whispers
a ray of light caresses...

In the lap of nature
peace serenades...

I can withstand
the ill words...

A sanctuary of silence
where beauty breathes among trees...

..............Red
..........sky fades...

Slowly letting go of the pain
washing past's stain...

Smile is a short walk before it strays
losing bits of joy each day...

We are not beings of fairy tales
rather we are as plain as nails...