Quickies for Halloween 11- The Ballad of La Lechuza

Painted by the moon
Your shadow falls upon my bed.
With eyes alight
A feathered blossom,
The age old tale of your freedom.

They say you have a long tongue
If so, I'd like to see it,
Wrap it around my soul
And in the darkness taste it

Wings of joy and sorrow
Ever since you flew across the planes
Devouring your auspicious prey
And in the heavens bind it.

I hear the bells of history,
They ring for you, they ring for me,
So we may forge the key to mystery
And in your smile hide it.