Here I Stand

After goodbye

Violet mist plays gently,

Wraps around my lonely soul,

Whispered words upon your lips,

Stories left untold.

Standing steadily upon a cloud,

It rocks me off to sleep,

Where I can dream the sweetest dream,

Of love thats mine to keep.

Until the thunder beckons,

And the storm clouds gather round,

The bitter call of love gone wrong,

The dreamer makes no sound.

In the splatter of the first few drops,

Your whispered words are free,

The beauty of the life we shared,

That wasnt meant to be.

The pain of loss brings sorrow,

An ache that cuts so deep,

That even in the moon drenched night,

A lover never sleeps.

Reviews

[sithlordjp]

Reading this beautiful piece, I felt as if I was swept away in an intricate dance of wonder and mystery... From the first line, "Violet mist plays gently" I was both charmed and intigued! Well done!

[LynGeist]

Thank you very much. I appreciate you taking the time to let me know you like it.

[Nikki Hughes]

Sounds like a lullaby. Great job.