Mysterious Night


It is a dark and stormy night,
a shadow looms in darkness,
as spirits vent their howls.
This night is shrouded in mystery.

Curling, icy mist engulfs everything,
chilling us to the bone.

Like a ravenous beast
the darkness develops all ,
into her bosom.

Now a night of subdued reality,
I grimace only to vaguely remember,
Her tight grip around my soul.

Amanda Shelton

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