The Union

A Poem by felioness

When east blown winds push wayward clouds

Brackish black and bleeding

Dark shadows hang in concealing shrouds

While death and moon are cleaving

He whispers paleness of her cheeks

Glowing naked beneath his plunder

Lady moon curving like a scythe

Sharpened by the spell she's under

She shreds her lover like a blade

Opening wide for heaven

Their union a screaming serenade

Cold harbingers of seven

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Added on April 20, 2011
Last Updated on April 20, 2011

I live in Saskatchewan, Canada. I am a daydreamer who lives to write. I live quietly sharing my home with two dogs and three cats. more..

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