Weeps With Prayer

burning... branches longing for fire, that once reached for the sky. aching, hungry, sharp edges on the glass. rhythm, beat, and nightfall, ready for the taste. tongue electric, searching, every crevice of the cave. wings dusted, flap with the anger, too long in the cage. fangs beared, heavy breathing, images bent by brandy. smoke, and wildness, who left the door unlocked? be it a beast, or an angel, hurried in the quick of time. creek rising, clouds wonded with darkness... the wolf runs the path forbidden, even the moon weeps with prayer!