(T)here
What are these whispers immortal
reaching back to me…
silver memories of bright stars
and our melody
that resonated across the miles
to eternity.
And how it does capture me now
gently in that mist
of all the magic held within
the pledge of a kiss
that revived the dying princess
lost in the abyss.
And what then can we say for this
twist of fate and time
while poetry breathes life into
what was yours and mine
(t)here in the ancient mystery
of our ageless rhyme.
