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| Image Credit to Whitebook @ DeviantArt, titled A Christmas Story for Rezzan |
The lady in red waits beneath the
gnarled old tree, sure her love will return one day.
The lady in red listens for his
voice on the wind, sure she will hear it in time.
The lady in red watches the sky
for his graceful glide; sure she will see it on the horizon.
He’d vowed to love her beyond his
very last breath.
He would be her champion in this
life and onward into death.
The lady in red worries upon her
knees, troubling is his late arrival.
The lady in red weeps among the leaves,
firmly entrenched—deep in denial.
The lady in red withers below the
branches, fearful he is lost to her.
She vowed to love him beyond her
very last breath.
She would be his haven in life
and in death.
The lady in red acknowledges the
swift setting sun, their timing long gone.
The lady in red feels the oncoming
change, their places to switch with nary a hitch.
The lady in red resolves to
accept her fate, the moon once again rearranged the mates.
They vowed to love beyond their
very last breath.
Be they in fur, or in feathers—in
life or in death.
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Fabulous, Serena!
ReplyDeleteThanks Savanna! Don't be surprised to see this again over at Shapeshifter Seductions tomorrow, my lady in red is looking for a safe home. :)
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Thanks Marbles!
Deletelovely imaginations, thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteThanks Taylor. :)
DeleteEnjoyed reading this, but it was sad and brought a lump to my throat. Thanks for sharing. Blessings!
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haunting.
ReplyDeleteThis got me quite emotional, such precious vows.
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