The Vixen of the Sky ~ Rise to Ashes

Moon shards shower on violent release.
Flashes of silver stained lust
Cloud reflections on pooling crimson.

Shimmers of glittering gore.
Gracefully spread wings.

Rendered useless.
No more… dancing inside moonlight.

Bound by dirtied form.
Gaping hole stuffed with earthen violence.

Wings of star-dust and eyes of night silver.
Gaze empty and hallow;
towards homeward journeys.

Pale skin candy cane.
Frozen in terror.

Eased through a thousand flights.
Only one truly mattered.

Wings lost, dust called home:
innocence last shudder.
Curious black tainting red glitter.

Eyes up, taken from clouds to crowds.
Muse, rent to own.
Last thousand tales to tell.
Great beast gliding; make her form his.

Times in form captured to gaze.
Only a glimpse; never meant to rupture.

Bright devilish blight; the beast takes.
Glisten silver flash body flush.
Preys in forms crippled screams.

Catch the vixen of the sky.
Just to own glimpse driven to cruelty.

Passions, cruel master, masters his own.
Destroy the muse to destroy the bone.

Thief of red glitter.
Ears pleased with deathening screams.
Hands sparkle content.

Wings upon Star-Dust: Lost to the Beast.
Memories move like humming-bird strokes.

Dipping red glitter muse sparkle ink.

Fight through the night. Swiftness to disgrace.

Lost soul intertwined in artistry.

…now only in his mind…