Her eyes are haunting green orbs,
ever watching my every move,
though I diligently seek refuge,
there is no escape from those haunting eyes.
Through those magical eyes she sees my every move,
traces my path with her icy stare,
and when I think that I've escaped at last,
their eerie light is cast upon my fearful face.
She pulls me toward her with a flick of her bony finger,
bares those long pointed teeth at me,
and while I am under her evil spell,
drives them deep into my exposed throat,
draining the life from me.
Donavon Scott Vinson
