She Painted Fire Across the Skyline, Part 2
John Haughm
She is the dark one
As a bird
I watched her from my cold tower in the heavens
And when she fell from the northplace
I flew down
And embraced her
I took her where the snow falls forever
She showed me the haunted woods
We gathered together in the oaken palace
Free from both death and life
The fire blazed in her eyes one day
And she tore the soul from my chest
With a bleeding heart, I flew back to my cold tower
To never escape and lie in a pool of death forever