- Vol. 03
- Chapter 12
Image by Werner Stuerenburg
Rainbow Dagger
Everything gone foreverIn the blink of an eye
So precious to me
Standing still, begins to crumble
Auction shack elemental
Bullwhip cracking far and near
Staring rage becomes rough and tumble
How do I cope?
My strategies all need glue
I am not even able to clutch
Hand soft velvet gentle
The right way forward
New born finger cross caressed
Dripping ravenous posterns
The loss is enormous
Whenever nature dares to gamble