The Lovers-A Poem
Two lovers meet in partnership
Surrounded in darkness she has wept
He wipes her tears, comforts her pain
But still they drown with in the rain
Turmoil and war works at their hearts
Trying to rip their new love apart.
Still they meet up each day
In the most secretive of ways.
Underneath the ancient oak tree
They make love, he tied to she.
Entwined in each others arms
She has fallen in love with his charms
He has drowned inside her bright green eyes
Those eyes that had known so many cries.
Together they want to end each others heartache
Be together forever but there is so much at stake.
Their families don't get along
Their love is said to be wrong.
Death upon his white horse came
Taking both lovers, what a shame.
Tis what they believed they had to do
To be together, for love so true.
And their families then realized how wrong they had been
But far too late the lovers had met their end.
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