Preyess Poem by Nicola Bowes
Preyess
She walks into the room
She signs a cross at the doorway
Her silk gown caresses her naked skin
The beads around her neck
Her hair in the moonlight
The candle thrown shadow of the blade
And the dead rose in her hand
Tonight is the night it ends
No longer will she be the prey
No longer will she lie heartless upon the eagle's bed
Copyright Nicola Bowes 2009
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