Monday, August 12, 2013

Serenade-- A Very Old Poem

by Em

Like forbidden honeydew,
She, hair strew in violets,
danced with the shadows of the Moon
and her lover.

Forgotten love songs filled
the air as the silent breeze
whispered tainted harmonies
and serenaded the amorous trio.

Fury stood on one side,
Hatred on the other,
but the three knew naught of them
for they laughed out loud with one another.

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