All Hallows
Toying with innocence in autumnal mist...seeking pleasure...
On All Hallows night, The fairy queen, Walks in the silence, Of the moonlit dock. Her coat of leaves, As red as night, Swirling, swirling, Her bare feet Gliding the oaken boards. Remember, The beauty of July, Her blonde hair, Hanging loose, around Her slim shoulders, Her slender frame, Wrapped in a tight black shawl. Remember, The beauty she brought, And the havoc, She wreaked in your heart? October now, Almost November,...