NaPM April 15 2016

[Tiger the Lion]

Paul just want to say I'm a fan of this from my first look...been back to re-read several times already.
Really lovely.

Furies
 
She is silken
but will not collapse
should my curious fingers broach the web.
 
Tonight she’s shattered shards of glass;
more keen to bend light
than draw blood.
 
But still my will is quarantined,
its fury false fire
to seraphs made of straw.
 
Another breath might fan the flame.
 
Let me take it away.

Thank you, Cider. My free writes sometimes work but often don't. Pleased you like this one. 
Paul