Her spirit boreal, as though blue ice;
The piteous men who paid the price.
She haunted with allure and charm;
Aghast they stood in strange alarm.
Encompassed in hues of velvet black;
Who shall now lead – afar from track
Oh penetrating, cold predator’s eyes;
Upon life that fades, flickers and dies.
She stole a kiss – blood stained lips
Beneath a penumbral lunar eclipse.
Atlast the dead awake – arise
Terror wears a thin disguise.
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Form: Echo Verse
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