"I thought about the future uneasily.
The shadows cannot see
the gleam of eyes.
I should have welcomed this first impression,
but I still shrank back.
Like the great hunter,
he stood as if waiting for a storm wind
to cover my face."
The book is Beauty by Robin McKinley, yet again. ^^
this design is a little easier to work with but it's harder to make a poem this way and for the love of pete could i possibly be any messier because i honestly don't think so
I also resubmitted this piece because for some reason it wouldn't allow me to access the deviation page. I don't know why. I just took it down and posted it back up so I could see it again.
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