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She Calls To Him









She stands there in her longing
Amid clover and honeysuckle companions
Calling his name to the skies
Willing her love to reach him this day

Arms of green lift her song high
Throwing it toward the heavens
Carried upon pillows of white
It's destination, his tender heart

Should the winds return her, silence..
Her weeping would drown the day
Bruising her with each ladened drop
Until she could bear no more

She would concede her soul to agony
Leave her senses to the bite of pain
Sing her song of heart nevermore...
And die as the wind grows cold

~THE FLOWING PEN~
5-26-08

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