Cleaved Love

Cleaved Love

Between wolf and
vampire, you burn the
marrow of moon.

Carnivore. You
define the perfect surrender.
No peace as yet.

My father talks to
my son in sleep, to wear
an old hawthorn crown.

Reviews

[Secretpoet]

The only bad thing for me is that it is too small...

[Arundass TP]

B3autiful poem. Enjoyed reading