Fairy Bliss


Out of the mist

In dreams at midnight

The Moon wears a halo

So soft and shimmering

Or maybe a Fairy crown

Dreaming enchanting dreams

Or thinking enchanting thoughts

The cold mist dance

Upon the stars and made

A door for me and I

Went through it

Behind the sky, as

Ragged as rain as

Black as thunder

Full of nothing but

Darkness and solitude

Rain washed thought and

Memory, the good and bad away

There is nothing but

Black night and cold stars

Standing between me

And the world

Utterly alone like

A shadow in the night

In the silence

The stars look down and talk

Perhaps mortals are not formed

For Fairy Bliss?

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.

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