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and she danced by the light of the moon
eyes closed and breathing slowed
wrapped in dreams so old
memories that were untold
with a fellow that once was hers
they promised to meet
and passionately each other to greet
in the light of the silver moon
but day after day
and year after year
her heart grew small
for never was he there
not at all
and finally tears falling
dried in their path
she came to believe the promise
was made of silken lies
how cold she grew inside
though no others ever knew
how slowly she died
irony it is and will be
as she laid on her bed
breathing her very last breath
for years she had danced
for nights she had dreamed
in the light of the silver moon
and always alone
ever alone
at last in her death
she found what was her life
but too late did he come for her
they kissed one last time
eyes closed and breathing slowed
together for one last time
and all she could do
was give a heartbroken cry
and with the meeting of his eyes
she died
Dedicated to Lytte
 Naree · Sun Apr 03, 2005 @ 05:43am · 0 Comments |
