August The Twenty First
Late Winter Night
Candles are Light ...
Clouds Roll By
As the moon Hide Behinds It..
Rain Poured Down The Windows
As The Tears Ran Down Her Cheek...
There Sits A Broken Woman
As She Weeps Through her Lost Dreams..
Tap Tap The Door Suddenly Tapped
Her Heart Rushed Fast ... Afraid
"who might it be at this late time of night"
"Tis Me" He Said
Calm Stroke her heart as she hear his voice
Openining the door he stood there in silence
"what brings you all the way here at this stormy night?!"She said
"oh my friend i came to confess"
"well my dear speak your heart content"
Held Her arm he only said three words
"I
Love
You"
Moving her hand away from his with nothing to sat she looked down
" Tried To Deny but the passion didnt Die" He Said
"The Passion Of Lovers Is For Death" Said She Turned her head away
His Fingers Gently Touched Her Lips close
"Death is not the end
Its A new Lifes Beginings"
"Afraid, im Afraid " Said she in Tears
"Fear Is What Makes Us Stronger.."
Said he with a smile
Hand in hand they held ...
Side By Side they Walked Beneath Black Skies
Lip On Lip they kissed under the august Rain
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