Hallowed Eve

The silver glow
That filtered low
Did bathe them like a memory.

No forest dark
Could kill the spark
That filled them full of reverie.

Their hunger grew.
No longer two.
Entwined in Samhain symphony.

© Brandewulf 2018

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