. On The Horns Of The Moon - Poem by Adeline Foster
.On The Horns Of THe Moon
I cannot live in bitter dungeons
In the caverns of your heart
Where roam the flying creatures
Of javelin and dart.
I shall wrap my cloak about me
As the nightside tempests start
In those halls of bitter dungeons,
In the caverns of your heart.
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