Reason’s as to why,
Once upon a time,
All but in a dream.
Search for a seek.
film noir,
black silence that speaks.
Conquistador in disguise.
Rampage running wild.
Fears of a storming mess,
Bring forth different shades of dread.
Shadows that dance,
to the beat of a ceiling fan.
Oh how they swirl.
How they twirl aloft the mayhem.
Though hidden within the gloom…
Lies a panicking you…
Be still, child of the moon.
For you hold a peaceful sleeping beau.
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