Blood Moon

Blood moon has risen

and violence fills the air

The metal scent of lightning

thethrum of creatures fear

 

Even the wolf is hiding

Even the fox lies low

The shadows mass 

and follow me

everywhere I go

 

So light a light in darkness

and speak to me of love

bring me bright red roses

and a captured dove

 

Bring me a tame white wolf

with eys of burning gold

hold me close

and light the fire

passionate and bold

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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