Black Wings and Gentle Hands

Black wings wrap

around me

as cold eyes greedily

stare at me

His blood runs through me

as his wanting,his longing

pulls me towards him

His hatred burns 

through me

A fire that can't be destroyed 

A gentle hand 

pulls me away into

a warm embrace

as I feel her giving me 

a motherly look

and soothes the fire

restoring me unto myself