I love her madly
But will she ever be mine?
Sweet creature of dawn
My eyes watch her stir
Freed from her nocturnal sleep
As I close my eyes
She knows I look on
When she lets the sun kiss her
As I hide away
Who'll be her lover?
To break this poor heart of mine
Hidden in darkness
What omen ignored
Who did my parents offend?
To be cursed this way
Will the one I love
Be bride to deadly nightshade
And dare to kiss me
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Absolutely love that last line. Beautifully done.
ReplyDeleteOoh and dark undertones in this wonderful tale of the night also Old Egg..deadly nightshade - have never seen a picture - it looks like ribena berries but i guess a bit more intoxicating..yum ;)
ReplyDeleteIt is such a tragedy to be seen as vying for someone's love when it is already wooed by someone else.
ReplyDeleteHank
the last line is marvelous
ReplyDeleteSuch a sense of betrayal.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. I loved the last line, but I was wondering if a creature of the night fell in love with a blossom which bloomed at dawn. :) Nice one.
ReplyDeleteUnrequited love. But DN is not the answer. There will be another love. Promise.
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