Where Voices Call

I shall not fear
The forest night,
Where voices call
From unseen boughs.

Through moonlight creep
To find my place,
By the red rock
Where lovers meet.

From blackened wood
Moon shadows move,
I turn to watch
The moonlight play.

Shapes turn and form,
My body needs.
I shall not fear
The forest night.

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