Rose and Rose Marie - a Re-Post

‘Twas on a morn’ in early spring When I met Rose Marie In a garden Where she sat - upon a bench Beneath a willow tree Where - with a glance My heart was stabbed With pangs of jealousy For it was - very plain to see She was - by far - more beautiful than me She spoke - with colored words - like rainbows Spun with threads of gold As she described the man she loved With all her heart and soul She told me - of his beauty Raven hair and eyes of green And as she talked - he appeared - before me As in a - living dream She told me - how she met him On the Shore of Evermore There in the fields - above the cliffs Amid the mist - an ocean roar She told me how - with their first kiss He carried her away As he poured his love - into her soul There - so high above - that wind-swept bay With Heaven - but a breath away Her words - like magic - in that moment Cast a spell on me For I too now - had fallen - so deeply - in love With Cannon Lee I longed to feel his breath His lips upon my velvet skin I longed to quench - the lustful thoughts That now burned - so deep within So - when Rose Marie - stood up to leave And turned her back on me I dug my thorns into her wrist And sealed - my evil deed My jealousy - now turned to poison Ran quickly through her veins And as she tried - to pry me loose I clawed her - once again "Tainted blood" - is what they say Stole his love away And that is how - I came to be here On these cliffs today. So tenderly - he holds me now And finally kisses me As his tears - fall on my open petals And trickle - down my leaves Then - from his lips - there comes a cry Of such despair - it cracks the sky “ My darling - my love - my life Why did you have to die?” And here so high - above these cliffs These cliffs of ‘Evermore’ I hear her name - resounding - above the ocean roar ‘Rose Marie’ - ‘Rose Marie’ As he cast me - with a final kiss Into the raging sea. ~~~ Author: Elaine Cecelia George, of Canada