Posted by NBabe on January 04, 1999 at 21:14:42:
She sits and she waits
Her eyes look to the door.
She wonders if he
Will return nevermore.
He kissed her sweet lips
Before he went off to fight,
Now she prays to the Gods
To give her just one more night.
Her hands, they do shake,
Her mind races with fear.
She watches the door,
As her eyes fill with tears.
She jolts from her seat,
Feeling his pain in her heart.
She hears those final words,
Until death do they part.
The door, she flings open,
To the field, she does run.
She finds him, there dying
'Neath the setting sun.
His hand, she takes in hers.
A cold blade in his chest.
She kisses his cheek,
As she lays him to rest.
Softly, she whispers,
As he dies by her side;
Our souls, they are bonded
Since you made me your bride.
His eyes, they look upon her,
As if to contest
As she forces the steel blade
To slide between her breasts.
The lovers, they die.
Together, they take their last breath,
As a soft murmur is heard;
From this lifetime to the next.