You're there, so close
I'm reaching
You're in my grasp
You're slipping
I'm holding tight
Not tight enough
Land far below
Too far
You're falling
I'm screaming
You're silent
You're watching
I'm breathless
You're betrayed
No time
To save you
I'm waking up
To the relief of knowing
It was just a dream.
Posted in response to the challenge Out.
Carried by the songbird’s wings
Through forests bright, caverns dim,
Flying in the wild wind.
Tears have been shed and goodbyes have been said
And the light is leaving from your eyes.
Spring, my dearest, where are you?
I've been waiting for so long, yet still I'm caught in Winter's grasp, and I'm ready for something new
First came the ballgowns and the beheadings.
Six wives of Henry the eighth, and divorce or death were brought upon all but one...
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