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Traces of Love

Posted in Entertainment, Life, Love, Music, Poetry, Scribblings with tags , on January 29, 2012 by darkjade68

Traces of Love

As she steps towards me…

Her Wings fully expanded

I stand and fall backwards…

She steps and glides…

And catches my arm before I fall…

Let me be I cry…

Blue Eyes Dark and Bold…

But she does not listen

No… Her Gentle Blues rest softly on mine soul…

Waiting…

Longing

For a Kiss she knows I can not give her

The chains of my life grasp tighter around my wrists…

Seeing this… Light crosses her Eyes

Her Blood heats, as she tears the chains from my Arms…

She lifts me up…

She always has

Mine Eyes Closed I say the words…

Why have you come… You shall not stay

Tears fall down her fair cheeks

She pulls away…

She takes to the air…

I Grab her hand

This time I will not let you go…

Then again…

I never did

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White Feather

Posted in Entertainment, Fantasy, Life, Love, Poetry, Scribblings with tags , , , on January 7, 2012 by darkjade68

White Feather

And so she left me with Four White Feathers…

As I lay upon the Sky…

Dark Hair…

Darkly Clad…

And Bright Green Eyes

Her Image was Brightly White…

I could not Breathe when I was near her

And as She turned to go…

A Tear in her Likewise Green Eyes…

I handed her back one White Feather and said…

This is for She that’s Breath did Bring Forth Life…

Her head tilted slightly, tears running down her soft, warm, fair Cheeks

I handed her yet another…

And this is for you… I Love Thee Like no other

With this, she took it, and nestled in closely, her Breath against my Neck…

Like that Night of our First Love

And this, I handed another…

Is for the Dark Haired one, that Stole away my Heart

She touched my face

And this… I handed my last

For the Golden Red Haired, who still holds my Heart…

Though she is Far, Far…

Too Far Away

At this, she Kissed me…

Warm, Sweet and Soft

She touched my face, and released my hand

Off to Angel’s Land

For Her Clouds Surely Part

As she rose, I fell, hardly upon my Knees…

Black Clouds did fill the sky

Rain did fall, Warmth did go…

As I cast these Hands, and Green Eyes to the Storm

Is there not One Feather Left…

Am I Doomed to be Alone…

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