Beast In the Half-Light
There's a creature stirring beneath the trees
Shifting among the leaves
My eyes can't believe what they're seeing
A love-drunk beast perched upon a bench, baying in the moonlight
Too petrified to speak I stand frozen
Helplessly watching as the beast turns towards me
Seeing myself in the monsters eyes
The air feels heavy with the stench of fear
With every step came the angel of death
With the beast a breadth away
He pierces my soul with an icy stare
Glaring at me, carefully examining me
Slowly his demeanor starts to change
His eyes look almost human
Like a love I once knew
As I start to recognize his familiar eyes
He hesitates & hastily turns away
Escaping into the starry night
Never to be seen again.
Copyright © Skyy Allen | Year Posted 2010
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