Little Red. Poem by Alicha Du Plooy
Little Red.

Little Red
had everyone convinced.
Of innocent
with the color blush
on her skin.
At cross roads
where the road ends,
there the foot prints
and paws meet.
Hanging on a branch
of a tree,
in the wind
red fabric be dancing.
Lone wolf,
meeting on lovers hill
There the wolf will howl
a lovers song to the moon.
See little Red
had everyone fools
For a shewolf
walks at night
when the moon is full
(c) Alicha
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