My Darkness is an angel
Strong and pure of light
But it is her shadow that I love most
Her invisible tiger stripes.
She keeps good company under the sun
Dressed in robes of white
But the hour that she delights in
Comes around midnight.
So come my darkling beauty,
With the devil dance a pipe
Waltz a round or two with the horned folk
‘Fore you set them alight.
Watch your wings for the hour mark
And they will point you home
Snow white for day’s Heaven
And black under starlit dome.
© Ruth P. – 2016
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