Assumption Dispelled

She speaks in tear swept whisper
Without a remorse
Rebuking her teardrops
She tries them to ignore.

She listens to no one
For matters concerned
And speaks from her heart
What she surely endures.

I thought pain it engulfs her
With confusion amiss,
Denied without pardon
Apart from her bliss,

A heart torn asunder
She weeps for a soul
Yet the words from her lips
Right the wrongs
And cause me, her to adore.

She speaks of a beast
Met once in the dark
That carried her off
And then stole her heart,

Such deep hidden beauty
She saw in his eyes
And heard what had caused
The great pain in his sighs.

He never saw light
As he stumbled in pain
Growing so inward
And deeply in vain.

Never could she save him
But could she lead him away?
Could she love him enough
That he never would stray?

She played on his heart
As she called him by name
Leading to light
Less subtile than day,

Somewhere in the doldrums
Where light and dark feast
Peering strange visage
Of man, not a beast,

Love brought them together
When darkness had fled
Happy ensued
With tears that were shed.

She speaks fond of the memories
Without a remorse
Rebuking the tears
Once their loneliness bore.

Fadedspirit 6/21/2009

that was nice

Very nice.

Wonderful right Fade...nice to read you once again

Why do I feel like I'm reading a riddle, the answer well known, yet masked for the journey?

A Brave

A listening heart,
and a glistening tear,
comes into knowing,
understanding her fear.

Who is this brave,
this knight going round?
Watching, entreating,
narry a sound.

Eyes pensive, deep,
riding his steed.
Faithful and quiet
Living proof is his creed.

Raine Les 6/23/2009

so great to read your writing again faded

lol...sorry about the spelling, just saw this...I meant.....wonderful write!

Nice job and words man....