White Widow’s Midnight

White Widow’s Midnight

A Poem by npfd
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I guess its like the part two of the White Window Widow. Started off with an idea, but then then woman from the white widow widow appears.

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Last the night, I felt her presence inside me

I heard the cries of the white widow woman

Which awoken me from my odd dreams

I am half awake, I still hear her screams

echoing off the surrounding sequoia trees

The ones we grew in our land

I see our initials there, filled with frost

Where did she go? I ask myself

I hear her shriek again,

This time my heart jumps, and all I could hear 

is violent heart beat

I follow the sound of her voice

I remember a time when she’s mad at me

her tone of voice made me jump in my skin 


Upon arriving at the lake

I see her dress near the bottom of lake

reflecting in the full moonlight

I wouldn’t let her fall to the bottom of the lake


In her white dress with pink flowers at the base of the dress

And her blond and brown hair dancing in the water

The leaves from last year still on the border of the lady

Waiting for the sun to decompose 

But new leaves always grow from the trees

We planted seeds a year ago

Off I do, dive into the cold water of April

-3 degree Celsius night temperature

I feel the cold water around me,


Reminds me of all the time I left her behind

I know how her heart feels beating slowly in the cold

The icy cold hands of winter holding her heart

Slowing her heartbeat and eventually wanting to stop its pulse

To squeeze her heart of all life

While the demons eager to feast off human’s heart blood


I finally swim to reach her, I see her petite figure

In the dark depths of the lake

Her figure almost there to the demons of the underworld

I see their red eyes, just waiting to grasp her 

and to never let her go

I push harder to swim to her

Finally I grab hold of her arm

Her body very cold

I try to swim up, but there is resistance

One of the demons grabbed her ankle

I’m unable to counteract them

Without letting go, I kick the demon’s hand

luckily they let go, 


Finally I’m able to swim and bring her to shore

I lay her at the edge of the earth now

Lying in the dead grass of spring

Perform the cpr on her

Unsure if she’ll come back to life

She does, barely, coughs up the water

I finally grab hold of her, 

She opens her eyes in shock of where she is

After holding her and hugging her for a while

She’s at ease now

I ask her how she feels, she says she’s okay

I check her ankle and see the bruise mark

I ask her if she’s in pain she says she’s very cold

Off I go in search of wood for the fire

I find an old maple tree, I grew a long time ago

When I was younger

I cut off several branches of my own tree, and make a fire near her

The smoke rises in the night 

like during a couple’s fight


I lie next to her, to share all the warmth that I have

The fire slowly heats us both

I feel warmth in her skin again

She smiles, relieved to live through another stormy night

I caress her hair, I see the leaves of last year in her hair

But I hope she keeps me, 

as I failed to protect her from the demons

so we can play in the leaves this upcoming fall 


The moonlight shines on her face

She talks to me now, her voice soothes my being

now that she is okay and will live 

her eyes glow like never before, 

Tears reflecting joy in the moonlight

I kiss her tears goodnight

There is a calmness in her eyes

To me the night is black all around her 

The moonlight from heaven shines on one of her angel’s

© 2016 npfd


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Added on April 10, 2016
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npfd

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I'm npfd, and I'm just someone looking for their first valentine. I need to let some of these ideas out, most on the fly. I mean submitting to review places is nice, but don't know if it would get sub.. more..

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