
As the shadows seek to cover her beautiful form
In silhouette she taunts me, luring me closer
I turn my head slowly wanting to catch a glimpse.
The shadows beckon, then halt my footsteps as I near
Tis only beauty formed by the mystery of night
A mirage playing tricks in the darkness on my eyes.
I canter a bit, and wave as if the shadow sees me
Retreating beyond the reach of unseen eyes.
Copyright The Midnight Writer
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