Huntress.Of~The.Moon

~By The Shadowy Moonlight.
Into The Darkness Of The Forest.
Upon The Black And White.
Beyond Life And Death.
Against The Pitch Of The Night.

Across Hills Of Crystal Glaze.
Past Ashen Groves.
Underneath Clouds Of Haze.
Over Creeks Of Floe.
Toward The Soul Of Glassy Daze.

Into The Marrow Of The Bone.
With The Chill Of The Hunt.
Toward The Aroma So Very Known.
Off With A Surge Of Power.
To The Icy Snow With A Moan.
Of Defeat.~

*A Prepositional Poem. Written So So So Long Ago. Last Year In Fact.*

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