My legs took me further,
As my mind began to spin.
I ran through the forest.
The moonlight's cast was dim.

Her beauty took me by suprise.
And her message was so clear.
But the black water between us,
Left me in utter fear.

She then appeared ahead.
As I fell sudddenly to my knees.
She opened her mouth.
And she spoke this to me.


I see your future, your death.
Would you like to know?
She took my silence for agreement.
And took my hand and spoke low.


As she proclaimed my death,
Was ****** by evil force.
The vision stopped and a yell,
her voice hoarse.


She stood straight, but stumbled.
Crimson shades on her pale skin.
A knife had slit her throat.
Her life came to an end.

The Raven flew along.
As i tossed in my sleep.
Whispers wove around my mind.
The souls and demons meet.

I was walking some place.
I know it, but again I dont recognize.
I saw the moon but i didnt.
I saw everything with different eyes.

The season changed before me.
As i settled down to sleep.
A cool wind carressed me.
I prayed my soul to keep.

A sudden fear awoke me.
No other feeling compared.
I saw her lay upon me.
Her naked body white and bare.

She looked to be an angel.
And her long black hair in a bow.
The contrast so sharp in my mind.
Black petals in the white snow.

She opened her eyes.
And said a simple run.
I felt a sudden rush of light.
But this journey had yet begun.

This is a throw back but I wrote two more sonnets to match the first two so let me know what you think of them.

Why are masked men complex.
And those with a face so simple.
Why are the young enlightened,
And the old weary.
Are we pons in a lost game?
At the expense of an arbitrary universe?
Is time really here?
Or are we organized with nothingness.

What am I, and who are you meant to be?
Is anything meaningful....
Does everything have a purpose?
Are we the beaten and the ******?
Or the other's savior.
Will there ever be answer?
Or just a question to quiet our minds?

A boy with no mirror,
Is on edge with reflective curiosity.
His mind wanders the line of
Genius and reality.

Poor boy in the universe,
Meandering its barren halls.
He sees no answer to his questions,
But the wrong ones, he asked them all.

Strength in thought.
Stammer only in explanation.
Intellect so unique,
Loneliness an inevitable realization.

But that sad boy,
Surely will turn into a man.
He will stop searching for the why
and start declaring he can.

Intimidation,
Solidifies in a wandering mind.
Firewalls built with faltering bricks.
Drown  within dry thoughts.

Pressure dissolves without an atmosphere.
Stars don't show through thick air.
Greedy hands cant grab free things.

Able to live through hell,
But paradise is barren.
Shadows cant chase you in the pitch of night.

Ash in the sky,
See no reflection in the water.
What sun has been shining?
This island, shes deceiving.
A long time ago,
The raging tempest
Left me here.
Now all I know is no one.
Her graces must be,
The only ones that exist.

And in this absence expense,
cascades of escape romance
away the real, and lull to wishing
tryst with island, sky and I.
Boiling breeze licks needs deep.
Can this, her graces kiss,
truly be all I want?
When wanting, to her
beaches bossum leads?

Years may have passed.
It might have just been a lone hour.
But Calypso's grasp
Held tight, vice unmoved.
Her devices never left my memory.
Time means nothing,
When engulfed in graces.
Sated by another,
Quenched by the sea.
She and I seemed as one.
But I won't forget
That storm,
Though the eye is calm.
Her wild winds carried me home.
Clearly my lover stands,
Grains of sand, golden she is.

I remember that tempest now
likened to my first steps as babe.
pitter pat of falling rain drops raw.
Kind caressed all but island lover gone.
So here we lay,
hand in sand
in happy
only
solely
past
to cast away.......