Gothic Wuthering Heights In Ghost Nights

Gothic souls roam
eternal moors spirit
passion birth land

beauty etched
in tempest mist
weathered soul banshee land

wind etched
into trees our youth love bent
into passions land

heather hues red
yellow green mist
purple blue moor moves land

skies cloud lit
dying red crimson yellow soul
rainstorm bound

wild places silent
haunting soul
music is centuries echo in ghost land


poem by Terence George CraddockReport problemRelated quotes
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