Whilst the Moon Shines
Whilst the moon shines
I witness skeletal shapes
Through their darkness I walk
Their canopy in full escape
To a clearing I arrive
Whispers I hear in the trees
Scratchings against their bark
Many eyes I feel watching me
A silhouette stands out
Against her lunar light
Never have I witnessed
Such a sight on this night
Arms outstretched is she
As a butterfly sits in grace
Tasting the spoils of evil
Drinking from her face
Crimson now in slide
Cascading down porcelain skin
To where the butterfly goes
In my mind I'll imagine within
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Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2011
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