Mystic - poem

in poetry •  7 years ago 

Strange and mysterious beside the trees
We summon snares beside the fire
Be aware! The elder continues
All florescent under the dream
You draw quiet leeches above the clouds
Crazy! The heat is dying
Strange and violet on the tomb
We entice heavy eyes within the womb
Take heed, the fun is fleeting
Forever altered
where the light comes from
For whose sake
the witness
miss his chance
unable to stop

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Nice! :)