This photo cannot be captured by a single phrase,
With its posture and gazing golden eyes.
Emerged from the forest through trees like doorways
With a closed mouth holding in deep lies,
But still, this creature is not afraid
For it feels as pure as its fur, so white.
Now look deeper, to where it blurs and fades,
Just as this wolf could into a snowy night.
Me too
i like this!
Koko
Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....
Words
I like it, Random Joe.
I like it, Random Joe.
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