''For All Eternity''
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The rain the rain is falling down, in sleep
His tomb is wet, so dark the stone, so cold
And words are deep engraved, I weep and weep
In stone the man I love, his death foretold
I will love him for all time blissfully
He calls in death he calls, his voice ice-cold
This heart is yours for all eternity
In the dark I hear his murmurs, he calls
His tomb is wet, so dark the stone, so cold
He lays beneath the soil and the sun falls
He haunts my days and nights, my hand he holds
My dark angel that will never get old
A voice, a whisper, calling to me darkly
In dreams he beckons from beyond so bold
This heart is yours for all eternity
I open the old gate, the rain drizzles
His tomb is wet, so dark, the stone so cold
The wind takes my long hair, the trees tremble
I fear my love who will never get old
I feel his wings fall over me ice-cold
Kissing his dead lips so sweet and deeply
His breath freezing, I weep for love untold
This heart is yours for all eternity
My tomb is wet, so dark the stone, so cold
Do not weep for I am here endlessly
I will never release you from my hold
This heart is yours for all eternity
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April 8, 2015
Poetry/Ballade/ ''For All Eternity''
For the Standard contest, Not Your Average Ballade,
sponsor Catie Lindsay, Judged 05/2015
Tenth Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2015
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