The howling of the wind nearby
Sent shivers down my trembling spine.
A frigid moon which barely shone,
Spilled coldness deep into my bones.
I crept along the stormy night
In search of love's redeeming light.
I found none there, tho try I did,
And so I stopped, my face I hid.
Trembling in my fearful haze
I tried to muster strength to gaze
Ahead to see what lie in wait,
For what my soul feared was my fate.
And as the night floor clawed at me
I hastened on, compelled to see
What lingered down this misty path.
It drew me on, no turning back.
And then the clouds withdrew and shone
The path ahead which was my own.
I bravely stepped toward the place
Where you stood, and saw your face.
Lying on the ground so cold
And still as ice, it chilled me so,
You stood before the heart you took,
And all that was within me shook.
My eyes were fixed upon that ground.
I searched, but it could not be found.
The love I gave was tossed away,
And so I saw, you'd dug a grave.
And in it placed by you, my heart.
I watched you turn and then depart.
I never saw, no never guessed,
You'd shot love's arrow through my breast.
© 2012 Bella Nina
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