Shards of Moonlight,
Halo of Flame
Whispering Secrets
The Night Won’t Name,
Incantations of Memory
That Entreat and Claim.
Shards of Moonlight,
Silence Singing Loud,
Beguiling the Hush
With a Mystical Cloud,
Transitory Spectacle
Woven Like Gothic Shroud.
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~Morgan~
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~Morgan~
Published on October 16, 2015 13:47