by ☆ ƒσяgσттєη ѕσυʟ ☆ » Tue Sep 18, 2012 12:01 pm
(YaY!)
Dena sits on the ground next to her horse, running her fingers through her wolves fur
Cheveyo runs along side his dog wolf hybrid and looks at the river, which they were nearing
How heavy fell the rain that day
From burdened clouds of mournful grey.
The torrent forced them stay their height -
Composure swayed by onerous might.
My skin wrung wet with icy chill
As mud embraced that sodden hill;
But mind of mine had elsewhere gone -
'Twas clouds abandoned I was on.
The driving drops advanced their gears
To camouflage my sneaking tears -
Whence now did swell such floods of pain
To see me melt into this rain…
On equal bearing now were we:
This rain, myself, in harmony.