Lady Of The Night


She who walks with shadows
stalk your dimly lit dreams,
she kisses your fears with her frozen lips.

She who lives in shady meadows
moving swiftly through the trees,
she can only be seen on a fullmoon night
when her shadow beams with an eery light.

Her stalking frame looms over the night
as she waits for the dawn’s sunlight.



© Amanda D Shelton

Advertisements

Please Leave A Comment:

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s