Thursday, September 22, 2011
The Man Who Wrote Her Poetry
He wrote her poetry. Beautiful words flew from his pen like butterflies in summer.Her heart beat all the faster with each line. In her mind she saw him. She saw his soul and heard his plea, his oath of love. And he was a lover and she his love. Desire for him grew with each poem, each day. The poems he wrote of her sweetness her perfection became overwhelming. Dreams of this man filled her life.
Sadly it could never be for she belonged to another. So left alone with his poetry and the sadness of her loss. Looking up at the nights glory of stars, in a garden full of summers sweet scents. Roses and peonies she took her life.