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
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