Title: La Nuit
Author: fbi-woman
Rating: K / PG or whatever
Type: MR
Spoilers: Don't read if you haven't
seen the movie lol.
Disclaimer: I
own nothing and I'm not claiming to. This is just an original work
inspired by a movie.
Summary: A poem about Satine. Not
from an actual scene in the movie, just a random night at the Moulin
Rouge.
A/N: I still really hate not having my poems rhyme
lol. This is for a contest on one of my forums, so please let me know
what you think. And please, try to be constructive, even if you hate
it. Flaming isn't going to help.
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A lone figure standing
In the dark of night
A silhouette from the moon
With stars in her eyes
The tragic beauty
Gazing out at the world
Paradise surrounds her
But traps her inside
She closes her eyes
Breathing in the crisp air
And imagines herself
Anywhere but here
The icy breeze
From the windmill blades
Plays through her curls
Lets her know she's alive
The neon lights
Flash behind her closed eyes
The fake glow of splendor
She pretends to desire
There is no family here
No warmth or emotion
Only empty night creatures
And the sparkle of jewels
The void inside her
Cannot be filled
She follows this rule
But still secretly dreams
It may not be perfect
It may not be real
But this place was her home
And the life that she knew