The Black Swan

The ardent and bold dark night had a lonely visitor....
She had wings of fire and to heal was her only desire....

Mercilessly driven through seclusion in her unique scar of identity....
The visitor's critiques broke her heart a million times ingloriously....

Not deterred by the merciless child within on an intense November night....
The visitor pays a visit to his lucid yet livid image of a reflection in the dark....

Though what it sees is a mere image of his bold and audacious self....
Somewhere the dark visitor knows in his own heart the reluctant recluse is his true nature....