Serpent's Dawn

The sight of early dawn is bright -

a demon’s eyes are chasing light.

He breathes his whispered breeze. It's bliss

for us. We catch what others miss.



Our simple bed to tender tracks,

to complicate his fierce attacks?

Let's hover on his venom's fog

as it conceals a deadly bog.



A road winds past, a vicious length

compelling others with its strength,

convinced by deadly serpent bite

that death may only walk with spite.



Sitting still poised to forsake,

his dream of hell is one to break.

Addictive emerald, his eyes

will freeze a soul with blood and lies.

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written: April 22, 2002

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