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Moonlight On Satin

I raise the lid so slowly, My hand on soft satin; I hear the creaking hinges As moonlight seeps within. My bleary eyes encounter The dank and wooden floor, Time to appease the hunger, Not once but ever more. I turn the ornate doorknob And what a sight I see, A river of flowing forest Down to the endless sea. Village homes a light with candles To push away the dark. But they won’t see me coming Until I leave my mark. The moon is slowly fading As the years roll into one. The darkness loves to hide me But I long to see the sun. The pink touched dawn is coming; Shall I burn away this sin? But I close the lid securely And sleep on soft satin.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 10/27/2020 4:14:00 PM
“The moon is slowly fading “ lines are some of the best four lines I’ve seen put together. Remarkable! Big fan!! If u want check out some of my love poems Good Day!! MC
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Jean Bush
Date: 10/27/2020 4:20:00 PM
Thanks so much, Matt. I will check you out soon.
Date: 1/13/2020 7:15:00 AM
Awesome, awesome, totally awesome....love it
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Jean Bush
Date: 1/13/2020 10:58:00 AM
Thanks so much, Wolf. Your comments mean a lot.
Date: 8/31/2018 12:16:00 PM
Maybe if the villagers wore turtleneck sweaters...just saying. :) Nicely spooky vampire poetry Jean.
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Jean Bush
Date: 8/31/2018 12:19:00 PM
Haha! Thank you. Say....what's that on your neck....?
Date: 8/29/2018 6:26:00 PM
What lovely, poetic writing, Jean! Enjoyed :)
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Jean Bush
Date: 8/29/2018 6:28:00 PM
Thank you, you're very kind.
Date: 8/29/2018 6:20:00 PM
The undead's dilemma.
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