First Line: I CAUGHT A MOONBEAM FLITTING THROUGH YOUR DARK HAIR Last Line: THROUGH YOUR TANGLED LOCKS. Subject(s): JEALOUSY;
I caught a moonbeam flitting through your dark hair Which I strangled for daring to caress you; But when I opened my palm I found my hand Stained with my own blood, While the moonbeam played with tantalizing evasion Through your tangled locks.
