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A fierce wind howls as dark clouds race,
                                        A tall man whispers to the light

across a vast land with wild clear waters,
                                         of streaking sunsets and sunrises bright

and woodlands in a thousand shades of green,
                                         he hears her calling for him

He feels her tears beckoning for him to come,
                                         and he must find her in the dim

for she has waited for him all her life it seems,
                                         to bring her back to his world.

over mountain peaks and rivers wild he journeys,
                                         Now, he stands in shadows whirled

and in the mist of dawn he watches her sleeping,
                                         as she sleeps like an angel with wings

He reaches out a hand to touch her raven head
                                          then, outside a bird sings,
 
as he fades away to dust in the morning light,
                                           and she sits in slow motion segments.

That night candlelight flickers in her bedroom,
                                           Her room is full of a forest scents

and he stands behind her and slowly removes his hood,
                                            and she is not afraid when he says, Claire

as she turns to face the man of her dreams, 
                                           when he twines his fingers in her hair

he takes her hand in his and walks her to the bed,
                                           and whispers, it is time.

They lay on the bed two lovers until at dawn he disappears,
                                            She closes her eyes for love sublime,

She is found in the morning, pale and deathly cold, 
                                           as he deeply kisses her ruby lips
 
raindrops fall as her casket is lowered into the ground,
                                           until into another world, she slips.

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March 28, 2017

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Brenda Chiri

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