His only love

His only love

A Story by Deborah Shepard

 
 
 
 




 

 
In castles so rare, non can compare with reality here, my love
Wind castled the tip of the mountain retreat his cabin of love
Darkness envelopes his seclusion for its surrounded with he who shall towered darkness above
He lights the mythical trance, awaiting his only love to dance
Stepping in to light would consume his vengeance true mine, he reveals his forthcoming love to Carolinas
his beauty of the light
Soft carnal hunger summons the night beast to her side
Lost rare gems don't seemly care for he
He shall swing abroad the moonlight to gape into the stars
She being wears  a mask nether seen the faces they know the each feeling
As the hypnotic one opens the portals of time she  shall encompass the a rose to her bosom to his notice
Her softness is the dream space she has built, towered above her father imprisoned her to never gaze his eyes, for now father has passed she will make the final journey to her longing lover
Who beckoning as now eternal life when long ago she herself was not amongst the living, he couldn't bear not his again
One teardrop as sustained his thirst, his quench now shall not be  arrayed he is fighting the best within
Oh dear the nigh why must I be the child of you?
He shall cry in her arms again, but not as she will know why he will hunger?
She has joined, her fairy ship
adorn with magical flowers foliage to protect her to his land, tubular flowers to use in making magical brews
She will tell the sadness story, and he shall foretell her life with his love
Moonlight guided to his door.
Upon the meadow almost darkness the cove is lit with lateens to her safe coming.
He will carry the flowers of love to her beauty, I the secret garden he will share the twilight till apricot in her arms, he will share kissed love.
The garden is filled with petals, Roses etched in willows soft breeze
Ginger painted brushes in petals drawn, the carriage awaits his going, But he is afraid to take her of failure whilst Thu love me ad he smashed the mirrors in his home, running as madman would, in love with princess, and he the rogue the king of desolate land, he man, the best within to chain his existence from her
Will she accept his; love?
He sights the ship and she is beauty he recalled into distance he hears, hears his, he fears strong in sound.
He hears what appear to be calling fairies love
Beauty as the siren join as the magical fairies ship arrives, the port is soft alluring in mist of beaded fog
His hands trembled, she steps to the land
All around is blue fairies but why does she protect herself with magic?
As she walks the sand light with stars shining beams from heaven line her walkway, I come from darkness my eyes behold, beautiful site she smiles take my hand
I am with her one twilight
She gazed again in my eyes to brush the tears from my eyes
Lifting my hands to his chest I feel no beat, I ask and stop, tears fall again he drops to his feet
My beloved I am of darkness you are but of light
She smiles we will join I shall be with my fairies light you my love will be the beast within
I cannot release the curse but joining in love is eternal
My happens is you, my love sweet it is real
Holding me in your arms cannot be he forgotten, our love veiled in droplets to earth promise
My love take my hand join my light secret gardens await
by Deborah shepard008
 

© 2008 Deborah Shepard


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Deborah Shepard
Deborah Shepard

yelm, WA



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ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Deborah Shepard is a published author, poet and writer whose poems tell a story of dreams we have and the beauty of traveling in them to give us belief, hope, and life. Deborah s.. more..

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