But She Loved Another
It was a massive imposing dark castle,
A stronghold safe from invasions;
Fortified with a deep moat and stone rampart,
On the battements guards watched.
And in the dappled light of the chapel,
A lone girl with long raven hair wept;
She had been betrothed since her birth,
But she loved another.
Her family had come here for refuge,
And she had spent her life within;
She could hear her mother calling from the keep,
Running through the courtyard her hair was flying;
And in her hurry she ran right into his strong arms,
And suddenly he was kissing her.
And I kissed her deeply because I had to,
I had to understand the taste of her breath;
All her beautiful words haunt me to this day,
God's Angel of Mercy singing for me.
Unlike Odysseus' sirens with evil intent,
Her words healed my troubled heart;
Her eyes mended this broken man,
Oh her gracious touch.
Her relentless desire, it conquered me,
Never before had she acted this way;
It is as if she had suddenly become possessed,
These castle walls were her complete reality.
And I knew her blood belonged in this fortress,
Now only her name echoes in my soul.
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August 5, 2015
Poetry/Narrative/But She Loved Another
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Written under Pseudonym with Eric Brodie
For the contest, Partner Up,
sponsor, Shadow Hamilton
First Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2015
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