A blood moon watches over her.

Scarlet ways she has.

Waiting, wondering.

A spell was cast long ago.

In love with love.

Body bare.

It was not to be.

A dream?

They lay together under stars.

Backs wet from dew.

What was it they waited for?

Her love was always there.

Wanting.

He took the bait.

Now we’ll see.

This moon turn silver again.