Skin sheen glisten in the moonlight
Soft dove no peace uptakes flight
Leaves
Forest flourish orchids in the night
Darkest beasts hide fear holds tight
Fallen
Porcelain maiden white dress with skin light
Tears fall blurr ponds both eyes lose sight
Never
Escaping feelings those who lose the will to fight
Blind prey prays to survive an encapsulating night
Return
Run barefooted bloodied skirt tattered tights
Heavy breathing howling labored push might
Hear
© The Sad Owl
Categories: Poetry Acts
The Sad Owl
I'm just here. Until I'm not.
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