RIP

Dressed in white, this lissome woman,
plays truant with me.
I seek her, the mystic snow,
she is all I seek.

Not a minute, not an hour,
can I spend with thee,
the paparazzi called this world
will not let me be.

As she hides beneath the mist,
I go down on my knees.
"Peace. Unto you. unto me.
Will you marry me?"

As her love envelops,
I levitate,
but no one to watch at ease.

She is loved by one too many,
and I am pulled beneath.

As I crush into the chaos,
I cry to her for help.
Teary eyed she mums my mouth
At last I hear her speak.

"No we cant and never must.
Just a promise I can keep
When you die of a broken heart
You shall rest in me"

Reviews

[Call Me Blu]

Love it. It sounds poetic, yet the meaning is still there on top of a story. I don't know how you managed all that and it wasn't overworked.