Lips so sweet
Eyes ocean deep A complexion so innocent and fair,
A frozen figure the lady of the lake,
Deathly white but as beautiful as the rose in her hair.
I watched in fear as her bossom bleed,
and I wept with such despair,
Her heart bleed mistakes and sorrow,
and her spirit had risen and gone.
But from her soul I never had heard ,such a tearful sadened song.
Her hair became the sun,
A warm radiant glow.
Her complexion soft and sweet.
I cried my tears of emptyness,
And ceased to feel complete.
My world had gone in her eyes.
The sun dissappeared with her smile.
The moonlight with her heart.
I kissed her lips and held her hand,
Then lovinly pushed her away.
To float down the river to her destiny,
I fought to some how set her free,
and I pray that she could hear,
My child I keep you close to my heart,
Although your absence is eternity,
We shall never truely part.
Inspired by Millias painting of Othellia