THE RAVEN VAIL

The Raven Veil ​Like a black ink waterfall across the shoulders, Not a man alive wouldn’t hold her. Vast and bold—a story untold, Wrapped in a shadow, defiant and cold. ​A mystery silent as midnight and deep, With promises only the darkness can keep. The truth of her spirit is hidden from fate, Behind a river of obsidian... black as slate. ​Behind the raven veil there a misty gaze, Leaving only a lost lover's maze. Deeper into a midnight haze, Leaving ice in its wake.