Hurricane is on the night
horizon.
Waves tumble like playful
children.
She glides out of the shadows and
sits.
Black velvet gown drapes across the cold
cement.
Satin ribbon laces the back of her velvet
bodice.
The bow is untying,
she doesn't notice.
Skin shines like a pearl against the stormy
backdrop.
Long, black mane cascades across frail
shoulders.
Wind whips her hair, enveloping the features of her
face.
Graceful white fingers attempt to control the wild
strands.
With her head dipped,
tears are unseen.
A silver chain adorns her slender, swan-like
neck.
The moon peeks for a moment from the dark
sky.
Her face lifts to feel the light, showing her mysterious
beauty.
The moon disappears from sight, taking her
with it.
horizon.
Waves tumble like playful
children.
She glides out of the shadows and
sits.
Black velvet gown drapes across the cold
cement.
Satin ribbon laces the back of her velvet
bodice.
The bow is untying,
she doesn't notice.
Skin shines like a pearl against the stormy
backdrop.
Long, black mane cascades across frail
shoulders.
Wind whips her hair, enveloping the features of her
face.
Graceful white fingers attempt to control the wild
strands.
With her head dipped,
tears are unseen.
A silver chain adorns her slender, swan-like
neck.
The moon peeks for a moment from the dark
sky.
Her face lifts to feel the light, showing her mysterious
beauty.
The moon disappears from sight, taking her
with it.
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