black stick twisted
of the night wood
shadow into shadow
turning right through
black stick twisted
rapping through brush
thorn track tapping
cracking them thick heads
come to me
run with me
kiss dark ever a
huntress moon
black stick
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black stick twisted
of the night wood
shadow into shadow
turning right through
black stick twisted
rapping through brush
thorn track tapping
cracking them thick heads
come to me
run with me
kiss dark ever a
huntress moon
share:
2 responses to “black stick”
Nice! I especially like the last stanza.
Thank you.