moonlight serenade
there is a beauty so haunting,
that he seems a ghostly illusion.
his sharp silver eyes, ruthless, yet spellbinding;
pale, flaxen hair, woven from the moon's own glow;
the fallen angel's ethereal elegance.
to thee, my moonlight serenade;
to thee, draco malfoy.
AN: a short poem i wrote for english class (minus the last line). as i wrote, i realized it was a tribute to the silver prince of slytherin, so i decided to post it. please leave a comment!