It is a midwinters night on the coast of Massachusetts,
Walking on the sandy shore, looking at the sadden moon that hides in and out from winters clouds. I can still see the far away from streetlights upon the sea like a dream, I take in the sea cold air with care...that is when I spotted a bottle with a note in it, I scooped it out of the water, it still had seagrass on it. I am so truly happy to have found it, I open the note of something very old, as I read it is written something like this 1896, off of Georges Banks. Oh, my Love, I miss you, nobody but me out on winter madness sea, my memories taking me back to you.
Your love is irreplaceable I do hope with time you will find the note of my heart, I send out on sea...obeying love from above you are all I need. Oh, Love commands me to write....day and night for the rest of my life. I miss your kiss, it becomes a need for my soul,
Oh, darken clouds claiming the stars and moon;
Time is like a thief that has taken your love from me,
I become weary, and so very sadden without you with me.
So I write you this note on teardrop ink.
The old crying sea rolled on as it had millions of more years to play around like a sad ghost... I hope and pray the true love that you haven't forgotten me? You are all that keeps me hanging on
My God who watches over me has been so kind to me,
''I pray I am with you once more...''
I am blaming time for the looking glass of my age of woman,
My looks may have changed some but not all that much,
But I will say this as I write my heart down into this note
my Love for you is still the same, It runs stronger than the winters storms so please never let our love be a lost blind spot of passion.
- Judy Emery © 1981
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery