Where will i find you...
when you've had enough
and you finally slip away
will you live in the voice
of a nightingales song
or the hearts
of all those who remain.
She was a flicker, a flame
the sweet taste of rain
the dew that covered my eyes
she danced in the clouds
that drift through the mind
the dawn of a silver sunrise
But with the cold winter breath
trapped in her heart
and snow laden thoughts of the past
she walked on thin ice
to a moment in time
and drew blood
with a slither of glass
...and while starlight did dance
to the music of chance
her blood dripped
to a dark crimson pool
which reflected her face
her beauty, her grace
and silently there
she did fall.
Now she has gone
consumed by the dark
the pain, was oh so much
i will lay my heart
with the flowers that pray
and quietly dream
of her touch.
So where will i find you
my friend, my love
now you've finally slipped away
will you live in the voice
of a nightingales song
or my heart
at rest by your grave.
© Rik - 22/03/2006
Poetry by Rik
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Written on 2006-03-22 at 22:32
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