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Death and Kisses

Would I ever have him? She weighed with a heavy sigh Underneath that shadowy brim Is a pair of benevolent eyes Eyes full with memories of A past that remains unspoken If I were ever to lose his love My heart would surely be broken I care not what he did ago Murder was not his intent His friends were wasted by evil foes He was collecting overdue rent Her auburn eyes blazed with a passion At the love burning in her heart She pictured him so dashing Passionate, generous and smart His devotion burns for me Like an eternal flame so true I must hurry now to thee Before the moment gone I rue She brushed out her raven hair Adjusted her prairie skirt Breathlessly whispered a silent prayer And left barefoot in the dirt Her heart pounded like a drum At the outcome she was fearing She told the parson, 'The time has come' As her eyes were slowly tearing The parson understood her condition And proceeded without delay He respected her volition To wed her courageous hero today As they approached his campsite There was a hush that chilled them both No kindling lighting up the night Just a body white as a ghost Although our hero could barely speak His vows to her he gallantly uttered Soon his pulse started to grow weak And he turned to her and muttered "My Darling whose beauty enraptures and Devotion is without fail The angels have arranged my capture My ship is ready to sail" Those auburn eyes shone with a radiant glow As she took his face in her hands "I'll love you forever; your legacy I will crow There will never be another man" "Although this battle you have not won In vain you will not die You've left me with an unborn son Your sins God will sanctify" He smiled as his last breath crept And her bosom he nestled in peace With dignity, in death he slept His legacy will never cease

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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