A poem about a nightmare I had. Thanks for reading ^ ^
<div align="center">Moonlit Candle
As the candles blow o u t
you dream more
laying,
resting in a field crowded with trees
that dance as the wind
walks along the surface
I'm waiting for it
just listening as the moonlight
turns everything blue
dark figures creep among the trees
unlike me they do watch
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There was one time-
I had camped out in the woods much like these
where blinded by fabric I could only listen
waiting for the return of my sister
who stole my only source of light
as I sat in darkness I could hear the sound of wind
sweeping the trees and moonlight shadows
prancing through the fabric
they haunted my sleep that night
when I awoke my sister rested beside me with that light
My sister did not appear in this dream-
just shadows and blurred unrecognizable shapes
sounds like distant crowds of mumbling people
and most importantly the moonlight
reaming lit in this forest of darkness
evil and hellish in nature
predators waiting for me to move,
to breath
Feeling their eyes glowing upon me
Hearing their claws scrape the dry earth
Sensing their hatred for that moon
and it’s reassuring light cloaking over us all
As for the eclipse-
when the moon runs away
and darkness drapes the land
that is when I dream the very most...</div>
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