Her Final Bow
I hear the melody, starting to rise.
It haunts me, to see the look in her eyes.
She starts to cry, I try to reach out.
But I die, when she doesn't hear my shout.
I try to run, yet she falls away.
I am done, now that my love cannot stay.
I watch her dance, I watch her sing.
My last chance, the joy she will bring.
She looks around, looking for me.
I scream but I make no sound, still I watch passionantly.
To her I cannot be found, she cries solemnly.
I run to the stage, and reach for her.
Sorrow turns to rage, this is not real I am sure.
I try again, to grab her hand.
I know then, I cannot stand.
I realize, for she weeps.
For the look in her eyes, I know her lover forever sleeps.
Nothing, but a memory.
Just one more thing, it's her face that I'd wish to see.
She cries, kneeling before my grave.
Those beautiful eyes, a memory I'll always save.
Though we are so near, I feel so far apart.
I'll still wipe away your tears, and you will forever have my heart.
Look forward to that one day, where I hold you tight.
Everything will be okay, for I'll make things right.
Hold high, that pretty face.
Do not cry, for your my delicate white lace.
We will hold hands, and share kisses.
Defying times demands, and wishes.
I love you,
I do not care if it's the right or wrong thing to do.
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