The Woman In Red ~ (A Ghost Tale)

shadows of sorrow and discomfort lay upon me in this dismal place dreadful and dark spirits move dancing in delight at his drunken roars of laughter waiting silently timid and afraid I know not where days pass... year by year another sun is near setting as it falls silkily upon my soul the precious silvery tingle of love shared laughter I feel you sicken as I reach out to you but i can not let go I am bound now to protect you having peered into depths of purity and innocence a deep well of true and abiding love happily I leave this place.