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Jul 2012
( A lakeside moonlit and still reflects softly her pain...)


Beneath heavens gaze am I found lonely
finding solace in this peaceful place
and here my pain so clearly shown me
upon my own sweet tear stained face
my eyes are stars so softly fallen
tracing lines on cheeks burned red
reflect my heart so often stallen
when ache and need have turned to dread
for where by night canst my love be
when at my side his place grows cold
my heart a fragile dove set free
to doubt the flight of words once told

but wait by sooth as footsteps hasten...

( Her lover appears red faced and breathless...)

My love my light my inner aches
I fear that I may tarry not
for now your father this way makes
make haste and leave this chasten plot
for I would die a thousand times
for sake of one sweet moment shared
for he hath deemed our meetings crimes
and swore my life would not be spared
so by all that I call holy
take thy leave and leave me be
but knowest this I love you wholly
now take this kiss and pray now flee...

( she leaves as her father appears sword drawn)

Thy knave thy cad thy solemn cur
that dares to court my daughters heart
now face me here my cowardly ser
that could not face me from the start
how many nights hast thou hidden
beneath the veil of given night
and rough shod or' my good name ridden
keeping your love from honest sight
I couldst forgive my daughter truely
if she herself had made this known
but I must hear it from others cruelly
and now for shame thou will atone


To be continued...
Ser is olde sir
Written by
DieingEmbers
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     Tilly, Melissa S, ---, martin and DieingEmbers
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