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Oct 07, 2009
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The Ghost and The Huntress
Twas no accident
How they came to be
Two forgotten souls
Longing to be free
One from the present
Bounded by the chain of life
The other lost in his past
Binded by death's eternal strife
By cosmos, they connected
Through the stony castle wall
Answering each other's
Mournful call
Reaching through the bars
He touched her skin
Listening to all her fears
Absorbing every tear
Twas a love affair
Between the veils
Music only the two could hear
Playing on in a methodical waltz
As they danced an invisible dance
Gentle kisses
In the form of evening's breeze
Graced her cheek
As he held her
Mesmorized within his deepend gaze
Never had he felt so alive
As the moment she crossed
Into his afterlife
Never had she felt so at peace
Laying in his transparent arms
Night turned to day
Weeks to months
Seasons came and went
And so did they
When she called
And received no answer
A day that would inevitably come
She knew her ghost
Her distant lover
Had found the strength to move on
And as she passes the castle
Where it all began
A rainbow shines constant
Reminding her, he is never far
If ever needed again
How they came to be
Two forgotten souls
Longing to be free
One from the present
Bounded by the chain of life
The other lost in his past
Binded by death's eternal strife
By cosmos, they connected
Through the stony castle wall
Answering each other's
Mournful call
Reaching through the bars
He touched her skin
Listening to all her fears
Absorbing every tear
Twas a love affair
Between the veils
Music only the two could hear
Playing on in a methodical waltz
As they danced an invisible dance
Gentle kisses
In the form of evening's breeze
Graced her cheek
As he held her
Mesmorized within his deepend gaze
Never had he felt so alive
As the moment she crossed
Into his afterlife
Never had she felt so at peace
Laying in his transparent arms
Night turned to day
Weeks to months
Seasons came and went
And so did they
When she called
And received no answer
A day that would inevitably come
She knew her ghost
Her distant lover
Had found the strength to move on
And as she passes the castle
Where it all began
A rainbow shines constant
Reminding her, he is never far
If ever needed again
— hardcorechick28, Oct 07, 2009
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Critiques
Geezer
16 years 8 months ago
I love it...
hardcorechick28
16 years 8 months ago
i love it 2....
Dalton
16 years 8 months ago
A Word From Dalton
hardcorechick28
16 years 8 months ago
thank you.....
autumnphoenix
16 years 8 months ago
Hello
hardcorechick28
16 years 8 months ago
so glad
KINGZOMBIE
16 years 8 months ago
pefect
hardcorechick28
16 years 8 months ago
thank u