Illusion By Moonlight

Through the blackened dark of night
Cuts a single blade of light,
Spilling upon a lone shadow
Whose gaze is downward cast.

Though so empty and cold,
Within the mortal confine,
Each breath is drawn in thinly,
As if barely containing life.

Soft wisps of strings
Cry their entrance firm
As a dainty voice
Breathes her essence
Upon this lone shadow of the night.

Frozen to the ground,
Feeling beauty's sting,
A trembling shadow views
An illusion, or so it seems.

Her breath is slowly drawn
As she slowly sips in life,
Her visage to him is splendor,
A lady of moonlight.

Feeling all too cautious,
Lest his vision break.
He spies a silver tear
Upon her porcelain face.

A moment wrapped in silence,
Yet provoking feelings lost,
He dares to bear his voice
And beaks the stillness at his cost.

"Thou lady clothed in moonlight,
Kissed by stars above,
Share with me thine sorrow
And cast thine heartache off."

Her silent form so downcast,
Bows her head toward earth,
She answers with a tongue of silence,
So profound, this pain from her.

The lone shadow takes her hand,
So cold is she like ice,
And pleads to him with softened "no"
As she disperses in the night.

"A vision may per hap."
He thinks in sorrowed thought,
"Such beauty from a mind
Of a vision never caught."

Fadedspirit 6/22/2010

profoundly moving

Aww, thanks LAMom.

Really nice Faded

Your writes ignite the stars tonight, glad to read your words again my friend, maybe to be your tomorrow trend!

nice read faded

Nice to see you writing again.... intense write. Keep 'em coming!

W-ow-wa!