At the heart of night
watch for the lone boy
waiting in the pale moon's light
eyes forever change ice to cloud
Stars
upon faded jeans
upon silver hair
black leather shines
Half wild
still slightly mad
bewildered by the time
chained to the night
As he stalks
he might hear a sound
shift into a moonbeam
and be gone...
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