the nights rain as crickets renew their song she came to me dreamlike a lone candle held back the night its thin light strong in her heart as she brushed her flowing hair and looked with distant eyes to unseen horizon to unseen memories taste on the soul the cost to any but the mad is too much but she endured she has seen the promised land and the greener pastures she longs for are a distant lands postcard stuck to the torn up wall above her bed not a single word pierces that painted smile in the nights stillness i retrace my steps to stand exactly where she stood as if the magic of her presence might still linger i stand breathing gently somehow believing that i can feel her in the air not wishing even this empty moment to end even if only half perceived her delicate features were hauntingly beautiful her long thick auburn hair wet with the nights rain she had come to ask i came to answer she silently leaned against me i silently held her love has no need of words
Posted on: Sun, 27 Jul 2014 19:23:37 +0000
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