PART TWO !!!
The birds fell silent.
A chill crept in the air.
As in a mist again she did
appear.
In shadow silhouette she
seemed to levitate.
Her black vail dress sway
gently with the breeze.
Lowly was I in heart.
Head hung low in
my grief and woe.
In cold sensation
I felt her touch.
Her light caress
upon my hair.
Raising my eyes I
saw her.
Nocturnal Lady in
depressions dress.
She had come again.
Silently I stared.
My tears seemed to
communicate
my broken
soul.
Without hesitation
her arms widened.
Welcoming me
into her death
console.
Rising without thought
I fell forward into her cold
embrace.
A void of feeling
engulfing me
in dark abyss.
Colagulating grimson
drops pool with her mortal
life.
Visions of her suicide
I see in my mind.
Consciousness slowly
fades.
The coldness chills me.
As death comes certain.
At my feet lay her lifeless
form.
No more of breath and pain
she knew.
Awaken I was
met by the chrous
of the birds.
My sobbing crys
choking my breath.
It was then I felt
upon my skin
the burning.
Upon my weists
were her gashing
wounds.
The birds song
sweetly
as my consciousness
fades.
My Nocturnal Lady
in depressions dress.
I come to see you again.
In eternity....
©anthonyjm
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