Mistica Chronicles

Welcome to Issue 34

puredream Winning Entry

An Obsideon Love Ballad

Your fur -
The shade of deep abyss,
Glittering like death
In the happy maw of terror.

Your face -
The pearly white of bone,
Pale as lips trembling in fear
Matching my sturdy admiration.

Your tongue -
Lolling out in mischief,
Braced by potent jaws
As red as my panting love

Your ears -
Perked in passion,
For the run of Infestation,
Then bent, begging for affection.

Your tail, your nose, your paws -
All remnants of my heart,
Landscaped out before me.
Three howls: I love you.