Under the willow he held her hand
professed his love with a golden band

She looked into his eyes and thought awhile
then professed her thoughts with a golden smile

I like you a lot, to be with you is good fun
to spend the rest of my life, sorry your not the one

Don't look at me that way this is not your end
with time your heart will surly mend

So, she left him there perched on one knee
under the bows of the old willow tree

I think the sun has grown jealous
Of my friendship with the moon
I prefer dusk to dawn
And midnight instead of noon

When your beautiful soul glows,
My heart feels whole;
So my love for you blossoms and unfolds,
It’s impossible to control

You speak the thoughts in my head
Like we met and intertwined before
In every past life and henceforth,
you’re just so wonderful and I want more

My skull is the garden;
From which your seedlings sprout
I feel you in every ray of sunshine,
Emitting throughout

Every cloud in the sky that pours,
Every droplet of rain in the storm,
That nurtures my soil and brings to form;
My flourishing broccoli fields galore

the nights grow long
in summer
in sauk rapids
minnesota

an empty pocket book
put on a corner on main street  
she was standing across the street

watching
laughing
smirking

and this is how I met Sarah

a storm of unshed tears
in the stillness of her eyes
but that smile sweet
sweet smile
and you know
you re her only one

and after 4 weeks
in sauk rapids
we knew each others secrets

the midges danced
above the field of wheat
"just say that you love me," she says.
and she began unbuttoning her red flannel shirt
and after
we climbed the town water tower naked
and howled with the wolves

captured in that moment
of sunlight fading
she taught me
all I'd ever need to know...


...I see you sitting beneath the dog wood tree,
whispering leaves
falling all around you
and you are humming softly

the chiming of church bells is calling

we ll meet again at the end of time
my love
and walk across the sun

I fall for you, darling
when you smile at me
I melt into your eyes
when you look at me.

I feel your soul inside
when you walk with me
and I touch your heart
when you sit next to me.

I can feel your pain
when you are hurt
I can read your mind
though we are apart.

I can't take your tears
they make me cry
I have given you my eyes,
soon they will be dry!

I would look upon you
in the moon night,
while you will be holding
my hands so tight.

Let me draw your eyelashes
when they speak to me;
Would you wish me, baby
as the flower does the bee!

In between the teeth of weeping
angles lurks death and permanent
night. Such tragedy is this life.

Wolves vent their howls,
as I awaken.

Ti's a night of dark desire,
my weeping soul rises from the
depths of the earth.

As the moon bow's in its
throne of star's, eternal
darkness surrounds me
I arouse and the light
bends for my shadow.

Cold breath of winter shrouds
my form, a lurking beast
with a lust for blood.

My black ***** hair cascades
over tragic shoulders,
as my lips part slightly
revealing my true nature.

To taste the flesh beneath me
as blood streams from my plumped
lips, is ghastly and ghoulish.

But no peace do I ponder,
forever I wander.

Now a night of misery and plight,
I grow weary of the night.

So I go down to the river where
it is warm and green, and I enjoy
the night until morning brings
ash and light.

Goodbye! The end!

Au revoir! La fin!

©️ 2022 By Amanda Shelton