Nightmare's Vision
Enigmatic the play unfolds
The day reposes among the stars
Interposed light of moon and shadow
Play upon her waxen skin
Murmured words sigh past those scarlet lips
Hands clench with passion or fear
And the night time passes without a sound
All but she with the palest of skin
There is power within the night time sight
And power from the stars
A power borne from shadows tryst
Enfolding she the Darkest Vixen
Darkness and shadow
Night and deep deep black
Hold the red rose tight now
There's beauty in the waxen skin
Is death more than but a slumber
is it more than just repose
Is it more than dashed hopes
Felt by the bearer the Moon
Nightmares come to many
And passionate dreams to the lucky
Wonderous feelings among the shadow
Adorn she who is Queen of the Night
by: Tracy (again written earlier this week)
Unknown "My boo"
- 17 years, 11 days ago
