Written by: Nixxe, Scarlatti's Weaver of Imagination
Date: Thursday, May 23rd, 2013
Addressed to: Everyone
smoke curls out of his nose
wafting to glassy orbs
penetrate a soul
Does he see
what you can't
Does he know the way
is it just a tangle more
Spring shrivels to an end
summer blazes back up
will he stay
or measly pant
just that easy
sneaking into a hole
lesson in braiding cords
always remember those
Penned by my hand on the 1st of Scarlatan, in the year 626 AF.
Written by: Nixxe, Scarlatti's Weaver of Imagination
Date: Thursday, May 23rd, 2013
Addressed to: Everyone
smoke curls out of his nose
wafting to glassy orbs
penetrate a soul
Does he see
what you can't
Does he know the way
is it just a tangle more
Spring shrivels to an end
summer blazes back up
will he stay
or measly pant
just that easy
sneaking into a hole
lesson in braiding cords
always remember those
Penned by my hand on the 1st of Scarlatan, in the year 626 AF.
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