Blood Moon.

A pearl in darkest night it rests,

a shadow cast before it.

A pilgrim come this jewel to see,

and humbly just adore it.

The white replaced by bloodstained red,

a sliver first, then whole.

The moon drowned full in tides of blood;

awash with tears, its soul.

My heart, love-full, cracked open there –

The moon’s pale face did smear.

Until moonlight was shaded by

the dark red mask of fear.

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