TELL A STORY
Traveling all over this land
only to tell my story.
It started on the casual night
when they sky was wearing in moon shine high and bright.
Then I saw here as she came down those stairs out there
in the middle of the feild.
A flowing gown so light and soft,
eyes of morning dew
so soft and sincere,
and her hair long as it blew in the wind
that only she could feel.
Shivers down my spine as she spoke to me.
I could not move or speak,
only stare and glare.
She was everything i could ever hope to find.
Again she speaks and i can speak nothing
as my fear takes over.
I love you is all i can muster in my speach
and I say it so low I couldn't even my own words.
... She turns and walks away...
Away walks my dream, my love, my new beginnings.
I only whisper to myself  "Good bye true love"
... She Stops and turns ...
Back to your dreams i will return
In your heart you will find me
and today is your new start. 
A new man you will become
for it is the past we learn from.
Good bye true love.

Comments:
 
tiiger4   tiiger4 wrote
on 4/30/2009 2:21:50 AM
Either or.. when its left for the readers interpritation.. you get a better feel for it.

frederic   frederic wrote
on 4/29/2009 3:08:22 PM
Many of us are searching for true love. Do you intend for the speaker to be on a journey to find it? Or, does the vision on the road suffice?

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