Huntress

hair so black, dark as night
wispy strands reaching out to strike

skin so bronze like golden glitter
flesh a burning starry sky

her lips frostbitten blue
to touch the kiss that kills

emerald forest burning within her eyes
veils over new

her hands brush human skin, cold within the touch

nails black like onyx her loving self has destruct

to be in her line of fire is so much worth the fight, a beautiful girl singing high
pitched song
beware her deadly sight

her daggar rests with her belt of wolf
skin to keep her form
something so intoxicating you never knew it could so such harm

ivy spreads where her feet stand, creatures come to see

the Huntress herself, a Lycan faery or a girl known as me.