Silver Bride
Winters moon called to the dark
Silver light shining
down on her
Bride to be, crafted with magics embrace
Runic lines emblazoned
under the stars
No warmth to be found in the cold
Glistening lips of shining
metals icy touch
Bare and naked before the fire of the forge
Burning desire to touch once more
my silver bride
(Inspired by the song "Silver Bride" By the band "Amorphis" Album: "Skyforger"
Copyright © Tim B | Year Posted 2011
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