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The moon slowly climbs to it's throne to illuminate the small features
While the stars are sprinkled to keep the night safe
A black blanket is spread out behind them, wrapping the world in comfort
The loud, harsh sounds quiet down as they are put to sleep.
The weeping willows leafs seem like tear drops dripping down
To kiss and lace the ground in it's sadness
Creatures scurry, fly and crawl their way on the dim but glowing paths
Trying not to caught by the larger beings- waiting to pounce
Candles are lit and the flames paint dim pictures,
For open eyes to collect and save
Footsteps carry on in search pf their lost path
And in search for new collections to save
Music began to fill the crisp air
And the tapping of dancing feet are hidden beneath the eerie songs
A couple are dancing on top of the great weeping willow's hill
Whose threads of black tear-drop petals complete their Gothic fantasy
Quiet swishes of the midnight blue Victorian dress can be heard
And the sound of silk clothe rubbing gently together follow the graceful swishing
The straight raven black hair moves gracefully- tinted with a silver glow
And chocolate brown hair falls into the icy but warm eyes of her partner with each step.
- by Curse of A Poetic Lunatic |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 03/27/2010 |
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- Title: A Gothic Fantasy
- Artist: Curse of A Poetic Lunatic
- Description: And yet another poem for a school project. lol. uh. yeah, so enjoy. OH, and rate and comment. ;P thanks~
- Date: 03/27/2010
- Tags: gothic fantasy
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