Dark Love
That thing
Which flaps it wings
Gliding over your vulnerable heart
You mistake as butterflies
The black hawk
Is revealed
In the midst of the kill
Unveiling its evil masked lies
Copyright © Sherry Beck | Year Posted 2017
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