Moonlight

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Moonlight

You race out of the house at great speed
As what has happened comes to seed
Collapsing and crying for the night to see,
You remember your treachery.

You found him dead when you walked in,
And you remember the blood again.
A man in all black walks to your side
You push him away and run to hide.

They both loved you; and, in the end,
One of your lovers ended up dead.
Swiftly he follows in pursuit
To give you the lovers' dispute.

You trip and fall down hard;
Your only exit became barred.
He asks if you love him, and you say no.
Looking at the peaceful moon, you hear blood hit snow.

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Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

mdaffron’s Poems (16)

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Moonlight 0
My Life 0
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Animals 1
Mother 2
Father 1
The Ocean 3
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Family 1
Love 0