Ethereal Flame
Spinning around before me
yet only a flicker of a flame
behind my mesmerised eyes.
Hypnotically, it shimmers
and dances in the pale moonlight,
an ethereal beauty.
I sway on my feet, in time
with the branches in the wind
and still this supernatural substance
holds me in its power.
I don't know how it came to be -
this off -white form. Shadows join the dance,
their black veils sliding over this maiden of light.
I blink my eyes and she is gone.
I search for her in the deepening night
until the sun's glare brings me back to reality.
Katy Bennett = Horror Poetry
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