Thirsting Fangs (poem)~

haunting

i am amazed at how bright

the moon’s rays are tonight,

yet it’s the shadows the moon casts

that call out my name

 

the chill in the air feels haunting

yet exciting

the contrasts are stark

the shadows…inviting

 

in the illumination of the lunar glow

the darkness seems to scream

louder, LOUDER

keeping me entranced

 

i see things i don’t know are real

will they take me as their hostage

will the darkness hold me as i lust for the light

will the night plunge its thirsting fangs

into the exposed flesh of my neck

 

oh my

it’s amazing how bright

the moon is tonight

 

©Linda Neckel White

 

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