Esmeralda
She felt like a queen with sweet memory and life
nestled in her fortress of lush poetry and light
a place of passion where the world could not go
as she forged on with sweet memories and a loving novel bestowed
Of tattered pages strewn in moments of flowers and lace
where words came with delicate emotion and could not be replaced
She fought to relive a time when all was fair
just one more moment where her loving song was shared
Upon this solemn silence in hushed light of loving dream
she placed the pen and paper at the edge of life redeemed
And on that final day
she came home to be fulfilled
as she lie dying in feathered down
she found him once again.....
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Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2012
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