When green eyes meet

Does it show? Do my eyes betray the secret?
Something dwells beneath this smile,
A wolf sound asleep,
Guarding glowing embers.
Something is perched upon my shoulder,
A raven slowly crowing,
Singing words into my ear.
The wolf stirs and the raven,
Tilts its head in curiosity,
Both reacting to the green eyes,
Watching them ~

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About Fredrik Kayser

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