A Knight's Sorrow

January 23, 2013

My Black Rose

Filed under: Poetry — Harlequinn @ 7:23 am
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Moonlight dwells in silent streams,
Echoing of fae time dreams.
In star bound cloak,
Night does creep.
Empty of madness sleep.

Sovereign beasts do approach,
Court of fae, light and dark,
Heeding call from lands afar.
With weeping rose in her hair,
Angel queen, dark and fair,
Robes tinged with violet hue.
Zealous heralds dance around,
Echoes of the angel’s grace.

Reeds and whistles sing her praise,
Of beauty, wit and elven grace.
Smile that vexes with haunting gaze,
Eases through my wayward soul.

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