the moon flies on his back
illuminating his hidden colors
silence is all i hear from him
he is an assassin waiting for prey
i see him fall
he picks up speed
his fall continues
he may crash
pulling away at the last moment
prey caught within his claw
he sores up gliding on the wind
then disappears above the clouds
he now is gone
all that's left, a single feather
the memory replays
he appears quite often
a beautiful bird is who he is
gliding and falling then disappearing
disappearing into the night every night
i wish i could disappear like him
into the silent, beautiful night
the sun goes down
the moon comes out
fae and fair all about dance about with the night
dance away
dance away
the sun comes up
the moon shall sleep
fae and fair hide away
quiet homes and quiet forest
till the moon shines bright again
dance away
dance away
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