the storm
by Charri Hensley on Monday, 20 September 2010
i walk alone,
for you cannot see,
there beside he walks with me,
I walk with a shadow close to my heart,
was a love lost somewhere,
now worlds apart.
within my vision he calls me near,
yet the woman wakes to find only tears,
the vapor departs,
the memorey doth change,
loe here in my heat the pleasure remains.
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