Midnight

Walking slowly along the bough
Peeking down to the ground
Pausing now upon the limb
Staring down to the ground

Golden eyes looking back
Golden eyes blinking back
Golden eyes shining back
Upon my body in the bough

Slowly staring pinning me down
In your gaze looking back am I
Gentle beast of the forest ground
I am not coming down
Copyright ©2005 Ann Marie Meadows (Poetry.com)

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