This halloween
Don't be afraid
Her final words
So unlike any other
Of the green light I'm lying drunk on her grave
On muddy groud
Where I must wait
Until she wakes
Greenwood's ground will quake beneath me
The soil splits,
And so shall take Into the earth
The autumn air
To the green light
Thickly fills my lungs so sweetly
With wine and this
Bouquet of maple
Reminds me of her smoky breath
In death or life
And oak leaves We'll always be
I find myself drawn to her shadow domain
This moonlit night Late october's swirling fog gloom
And as promised
My love did rise
From the green light.
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