misty forms of lust and grace
moving swiftly through the trees
tempting you with warm embrace
never shall you find your peace
guided by the gentle whispers
leaving trail and path behind
in the promise land of darkness
naught but sorrow will you find
moonlight shows what you are seeking
girls aplay and having fun
mesmerised by lips so cold
never shall you see the sun
Author notes
i was litsening to beethovens "moonlight sonata" when i started writing this, it's mostly inspired by old folk tales of elves, and by the somewhat playfull, but still dark note in the piece.
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