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Wuthering Spirits

(A tribute to Wuthering Heights)

Death couldn’t put their love asunder
Though bodies rotted six feet under
With dying breaths they cursed and blessed
Doomed, never would their spirits rest

No earthbound love; eternal, pure
But destined always to endure
Though life decreed they’d be apart
They shared one love, one soul, one heart

Wild heather, witness down the years
Grew lush on bitter lover's tears 
As vengeful wind of endless nights
Would wuther round accurséd Heights

Stark moors, love's treadmill still may be
The place at last where they are free
Where two souls joined as one can roam
Wild spirits who at last are home










Copyright © Judy Dunbar

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