A soft gentle light falls with sweet grace down, down the land To that one special place where magic meets mystery in a merry dance where the rabid sleep and lions prance Oh, sweet, sweet memories that whirl in my head the truth of the being for all to be said lovers' last night before a tragic day a bitter fight of foul play A kiss on the beach and a chilling goodbye Oh, oh the memories, that make me lay down and cry I lay on the grass That once embraced us I cried for the chance to have it again I wished to the sun that hung up above No longer fun I REACH OUT TO YOU, MY LOVE I begged you to stay, the morning next but you had go and I feared hours long I paced in fury in anger I screamed Until over the breeze until over the seas came the whisper goodbye that I breathed in, breathed out, with a long, lonely sigh
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem as it came to my head. It is not really a true story, but it could be. It is a sad poem, but hopefully its dramatic love can touch others.
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