Jan 09 2009
Annabel’s poem (from my story,what do u think?)
He swiftly guided me away.
To the darkness of a lonely cave.
My memories filled with pain.
His cold touch, landing on my fevered face.
I gasped.
Beauty foretell such freedom.
Such darkness, hardly seeing.
Knowing, is what i felt was seeing.
Yet his guided touch, carried me to a happy place.
Where his smile was the light to my enchanted place.
I smiled at him, and he asked “How does thy beauty fair?”
His worried deep blue eyes lingered in my mind.
As I sat staring at the blanked page.
For beauty has sought me to convey memories of a past lover.
A past dream, a past love.
Driven and deprived from loving.
Protecting thy by leaving my love.
Is a hindrance and a deadly astonishment, but it be the past present or future.
I shall always love my blue eyed angel.
