Targaryen Musings

Silver, Silver Burning Bright

New Orleans Prompt #42 Poetry ▼

Start your story during a full moon night.

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The North Remembers  (13+) Part of GoT #2126573 by Creeper Of The Realm

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.