Shadow paradox

Shaded eyes peer out sinister and beautiful
Her straight glare a storm darkening further
into an unwilling night

As if the blackness were too potent
stirring the sky
hungry vortex 

Her sight colors the room
Colors my sleep
invisible huntress

creeping into existance
The language of her spell
blurring our reality

Orphic lined forehead beguiles me
The language of existance, the language of black fire
Mocking the tight idea of an assembly line life

Day announces evil may live in the light
Thus summon unlit goodness from shadowed cage
Her incendiary stare observes a new age