Moon Blue Girl
She's absorbing the scene it's emptying little by little,
Inside she watches the unfolding seconds as they grow.
They become they weave and weather away,
She watches like an owl watching it's prey.
A moon blue still silent waiting waiting,
Thumping pumping bloods rushing swirls in a dead sea ocean.
She,s almost there In that space ready wanting silver lights shadow her face,
Like a jackal's fine coat she's up moving from the cloated darkness ' sprung up ready to run , she's won.
Copyright © Andrea Cockayne | Year Posted 2021
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