Her blood feels coldI'm only guessing but I believe she was going to
She's overwhelmed with fright
Her step falter's
A future, hidden from sight.The Dark Wind is blowing
Fright turns to desire
For the quiet soul that is now hidden
Reappearing from nowhere
Invasive, unbidden!He became the dream, now beyond grasp
A promise of love, she now knows will never come to passSo, she lies dreaming of green meadows
Of rivers, and paradise!
The Dark Wind is blowing
and alters the path!Now the dream changes
Time passes, the river rolls
Toward an uncertain future
Only his lies will unfoldTita Martinelli
Preferspeace
This piece is considered unfinished and left this way at Preferspeace's request.
Thank you for sharing it with us Peace.
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