Her Skin and the Wolf

Dreadful soars prevent her from freezing,
Rendered fields of brittle roses keep him roaming,
It is a sad truth to those we've lead.

That we have ventured thus far to find silence,
the body of they, the soul of thine;

It is perhaps the most eloquent fragment of thine
to have ever ventured.

Though we find that we are still walking.
Speedily following the orders of high rank positions,
we are forbidden--but we are forever in vain;

Romance nor collousess between they and thine,
therefore take my words in time; may you plead,
do not reign me.

For I am near and today to be the most beautiful atmosphere you've ever
seen.

This explains; Her skin and The Wolf, how pitifully adhesive it became; and oppressed against he,
they both conjured emotions greater than their own.

Do not leave me for I am thee, for I am free, and what you seek is me.