Dedicated to LeeLeeTurtlez
The cold night air blew upon my face,
As my horse galloped through the moors,
The moonlight shone upon the hilt of my sword,
I do not know where I head or where I will end up,
But my trusty steed leads me on,
And I trust her like she trusts me.
The shadow of the moon lights my path,
And the neighing of my horse echoes through the darkness,
The stars light up the dark night sky,
We must find a place to rest soon,
But however dark it gets I know my trusty friend will never stop.
As we pass villages all asleep,
I tell her we must not disturb,
But how I wish we could once again have a home,
Such dark memories disturb my mind,
How I tell her we could have revenge!
But she looks at me with her big brown eyes,
And I know what she is thinking,
Revenge is not the way.
Wherever we go we are together,
And each others company is warming,
I have promised to her one day,
And I will not fail,
But for now we are safe,
And we both know that.
YOU ARE READING
The Song of the Sun and the Moon
PoetryThe passion of the burning sun and the cool caress of the silver moon. Credit of graphics to ArtfulPoet- thank you so much for designing an amazing cover for my book! Credit of image to Dorina Costras
