Song For A Silent Creature ©
By Devon “Doc” Wendell
She’s a dark hour conductor of graceful beauty and blooming electricity with eyes of seductive sorrow and a voice to call upon the ages.
She’s a bashful lion tamer of wrath and the heaven’s tired and watchful creatures with a silence to embalm the solitude and a hand to turn the pages.
She’s a sudden morning of gleeful dances and childhood magic with the laughter of a restful kingdom and hair that shrouds the relentless surrender.
Shes’ a walking keeper of the secret seasons of decadent longing and bursting strings with a kiss of endless mercy and a final harvest moon in December.