Halls of the Dark Muse

Fallen Leaves

Mirror-eyes
watching
with a soft sound
a gentle rising

Pulse beneath
the ice
where shadows lie in wait

Have no fear
the voice whispers
floating gently

Dreams carried
upon each fallen leaf
decaying
into the midnight

Lost music
plays forbidden songs
in smoky dens

Rain released
washing away the sins
tears of beauty

Awakened
by the breeze
sprites dancing
along the webs

catching
undone drops.