Dark Forest

A silhouette cavalcade Stretches back into the darkness As the wind creates daunting figures to toy with my eyes Moonlight gleams and caresses them Basking the tree's in a steely mirage Jealous of their sisters green hue's they creak and moan Tormented by this parody of day Yearning for the sun The nocturnal choir echoes across this landscape Ironically soothing in their distress The moon rests behind a cloud Darkness eclipses all No more figures taunt my gaze, Yet the voices of the choir disperse Free without their gleaming conductor My ears are now betray me, "Creak" "Snap" My heart races As i search for a familiarity A friend in the black The moon recovered peaks from behind its cloud Basking the true way home in its effortless yet arrogant glow For he hides the truth in that boyish smile of his