Halloween Full Moon
Once, a moon rose to a Halloween night,
Gold and round, it shines upon marble slabs of stone,
And in the lonely towers vampires licked pale lips,
Through woods, shivers of a werewolf's call.
Silhouetted in the night, bloodthirst searched for life,
And marble statues, next to the lonely woodland church,
The wolves sniffed, life in death they did find,
In all the fate of eternal life being searched.
Up in the sky, soaring vampires so bold,
Suddenly were still, seeing their prey,
Diving at werewolves, all ready for the war,
Two beasts became one, on that full moon's night of death.
09/30/2019
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