she, is misunderstoodshe brings forth such, sorrowrather like, mist in moonlightwhere the path is hiddenand the trees with their dark foliagehide their beauty in shadows she is, beneath it allbeneath her shadowdeep beneath the roots of her dark mysteryshe is, in her own waya spectre of love she loves … she wishes she could loveas …
More in her own way
Published on April 01, 2021 11:39