Falling From Enchantment

Such fairness in eyes so dark
They steal the breath from night
Oh silver tongue, do weave away
A quilt of sweet goodbyes
Raise your fist tempered dragon
Yet maidens still stand safe
The morning’s light will shine tonight
With every verse he makes
Gleaming scales of lessons learned
May serve to hide your heart
Yet no mistake will this maiden make
In that heart’s true delight
Oh but a weakness this hunter wields
In face so fair with viewing azure skies
Those skies take great delight in storms of might
Turning stone to flesh