"lepted" poems
She sat beside her window high...
Above the castle walls
She looked past, into the darkened woods
She listened for his call
He climbed the not so distant hill
And surveyed the clearing below
And raised his voice unto the moon
So only she would know
She ran out onto the terrace
As she had heard the wanting sound
Spread her cloak to catch the wind
And gently touched the ground
He had made his way through twisting trails
And over the winding streams
His breath was heavy into the fog
That covered the floor of leaves
Easily, she span the grounds...
And he lepted the gardens gate
He ran to her, and she to him...
Both tempting well their fate
Their love forbidden, it was told
Written in ancient laws
And they both knew, if they were found
Death would surely fall
Come my princess, to the woods
Run away with me
Deep into the misty forrest
Amidst the red oak trees...
Suddenly, his senses sharp
To his ears. the footsteps loud
He turned so quick and bared his teeth
And gave a mighty growl
The castle guard had followed them
And found their secret place
Readied their arrows, and drew their swords
Death, the beast shall face!
NOOO!!! she screamed!, and ran at them
Her eyes were flaming red
But he lept so high in front of her
And shielded her instead
The battle raged, fierce and long
To the edge of the coming dawn
The castle guards that had promised death
Had fallen one by one
The noble wolf, stood on shaking legs
The battle he had won
But a mortal wound laid to his chest
He knew his time had come
He limped to her and spoke so low
My love, comes now so quickly the sun
To your chamber you must go...
Hurry my darling....run!
The wolf he laid there at her feet
And slowly closed his eyes
And with those last words spoken The wolf he slowly died
The Night princess knew full well
The coming of the day...
The sun in all its bright light
Would take her life away
She did not run, She did not leave
She stayed with him instead
She cried blood tears from her eyes
In her lap, she held his head
She lowered the veil of her blood soaked cloak
She removed her royal sash
And held onto him, so very hard
As the sun turned her to ash
Sep 2, 2014
Sep 2, 2014 at 3:29 PM UTC
She sat beside her window high...
Above the castle walls
She looked past, into the darkened woods
She listened for his call
He climbed the not so distant hill
And surveyed the clearing below
And raised his voice unto the moon
So only she would know
She ran out onto the terrace
As she had heard the wanting sound
Spread her cloak to catch the wind
And gently touched the ground
He had made his way through twisting trails
And over the winding streams
His breath was heavy into the fog
That covered the floor of leaves
Easily, she span the grounds...
And he lepted the gardens gate
He ran to her, and she to him...
Both tempting well their fate
Their love forbidden, it was told
Written in ancient laws
And they both knew, if they were found
Death would surely fall
Come my princess, to the woods
Run away with me
Deep into the misty forrest
Amidst the red oak trees...
Suddenly, his senses sharp
To his ears. the footsteps loud
He turned so quick and bared his teeth
And gave a mighty growl
The castle guard had followed them
And found their secret place
Readied their arrows, and drew their swords
Death, the beast shall face!
NOOO!!! she screamed!, and ran at them
Her eyes were flaming red
But he lept so high in front of her
And shielded her instead
The battle raged, fierce and long
To the edge of the coming dawn
The castle guards that had promised death
Had fallen one by one
The noble wolf, stood on shaking legs
The battle he had won
But a mortal wound laid to his chest
He knew his time had come
He limped to her and spoke so low
My love, comes now so quickly the sun
To your chamber you must go...
Hurry my darling....run!
The wolf he laid there at her feet
And slowly closed his eyes
And with those last words spoken
The wolf he slowly died
The Night princess knew full well
The coming of the day...
The sun in all its bright light
Would take her life away
She did not run, She did not leave
She stayed with him instead
She cried blood tears from her eyes
In her lap, she held his head
She lowered the veil of her blood soaked cloak
She removed her royal sash
And held onto him, so very hard
As the sun turned her to ash
May 11, 2014
May 11, 2014 at 4:27 AM UTC