March 26, 2011 - 7:14pm — Rutilus
you were queen of the country
and the duchess of dawn
took my hand in the garden
then left me all alone
spent all my waking moments
enraptured by you
spent all my lonely nights
fading to blue
you were a love that didn't last
another page in my book
another faded photograph
that I'd never look at
took a trip down to Wales
right to Bron-Yr-Aur
slaved my way back
with a broken-down car
you were a lover of Mozart
and a singer of songs
you gave meaning to torture
and glory to wrong
the children played in the river
and they ran between trees
came back well-exhausted
with badly-scraped knees
our wedding was quiet
and the church was run-down
you couldn't wear white
but you never did frown
you played on my weakness
as I wove through your life
and you hurt me so badly
when you thought you were right
I remember the day when
you broke me for good
and the look in your eyes as
you then understood
when I came back from work and
you weren't alone
the kids were at school and
I hadn't been home
you clutched at his shoulders
and your nails left their mark
he was wrapped 'round your finger
with your spear in his heart
then I tapped on the window
with a masquerade face
and of guilt, shame or sorrow
your eyes held no trace
I left you that evening
packed my bags and set out
back to Bron-Yr-Aur
to settle my doubts
the country was fresh and
the grass, it stayed green
but I'd never belong there
as you were its queen
I missed our children
but they'd long moved on
and every so often
the wind sang your song
I opened my book
and turned to page three
splashed tears on the pictures
of you kissing me
the queen of the country
you died on the first
the sixth decade of living
you'd done since your birth
It felt like I was reading
♥ Thankyou very much~
Aww, this is sad. =( But
Thankyou c8
I'm at a loss for
Merci