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Eyes closed against

the salty wind

all she could hear;

was the sea sliding

between the rocks

Her lifeless fingers

stroked the sand

All the water in the world

was not enough

to bring her tears back

Dry-eyed she waited;

felt darkness falling

through closed eye-lids

Blue eyes

that would never reflect

the sky again

Waiting

Waiting

The cruel chords biting

her chafed wrists,

the water sliding up

silent as a serpent

The mist fell



No one noticed when she died……



Later, it was said

she was saved by a

Prince on a winged steed



Even peasants dream……



© Masque

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Dragonrouge
13:31 Mar 15 2008

Magnifique!



I was born under an Andromeda star.

I am profoundly marked by that!

Thank you for this amazing poem!I love the end!

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