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 |  Fire and Blood |
| New Orleans Prompt #42 Poetry ▼ Silver, Silver, Burning Bright Word Count: 134 Line Count: 23 Silver, silver, Burning Bright She looked up from her window, The moon was full, the moon was alight He would be here tonight. She waited, she watched. Silver, silver, burning bright, Under the pale moonlight. He arrived in a cloak, hidden in the shadows Of the pale moonlight. She paced the length of her room, Praying the castle’s guards had not found him. Silver, silver, burning bright. The door creaked open, In the pale moonlight. She rushed into his arms, Strong and secure, And they fell on her bed, lost in the light of Silver, silver, burning bright. Love did run its course, Naked and exposed in the pale moonlight. He left her arms and dressed, hesitant to leave, Yet he stole out of the room with her wanton heart, Silver, silver, burning bright.   |
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