The Royal and The Wolf

She was naive, hidden away from the rest of the world;

her skin untouched by the dangers of her surroundings

and her heart unknowingly placed into another's hands.

He was naive, bound by chains of his family's promise;

his skin covered with the blood of many before him

and his heart unknowingly placed into another's hands.

A fire burning in the desolate forest,

         far away from the wandering eyes

         and tormented shower of disapproval,

the wolf finds the royal cowering under the oak tree

where many lives had met their final breath beneath his

      t r e m b l i n g  p a l m s.

    eyes capturing every fraction of his soul

    the beat of her frail heart resonates in his ears

    and a voice so pure stains the corners of his mind

Come away with me, at once.

Forget this town and follow me,

follow me to the ends of the earth

as we find our solace within the dark of night.

       shaking hands touch as curious fingers intertwine

    frozen skin inflamed under the pale moonlight

       as the wind sings to the stars of the love

    hidden within the shadows of the woods.