Rider from the Mists
By Simonic
From the mists you strode, As if gliding upon a gleaming steed. Breathing in the chilled morning’s air Exhaling it in a flume of your sweetened Vitality, gazing down, brandishing a smile Upon silk wrought lips, soothing this soul. It’s here where our souls met, and It was here where our souls connected. As I stared into those dark shimmering Pools, holding the pain and sorrow only Known to those who are forced to reach out And touch it’s cold surface, freezing the soul. Those dark eyes called to me, beckoning me With such a fervent call, I cannot begin To describe, nor even fathom something Similar. For as I held your gaze my mind Ached with pain. The pain to know, to Listen, and to understand, freeing your soul. Still you gazed at me, uttering not a word. Oh, how I ached to hold you, to set the Dark waters at ease, calming the frigid storm Within. You knew what I felt, you understood as You lowered your gaze to the grassy floor. Leaving Me to stare at glistening hair, desiring a soul. And upon the grass I saw a crystal Tear fall, floating down to the floor, as A feather does in a soft breeze. Unable To hold myself a moan escaped my Lips, as my aching cried within. Reaching Out to touch and lift up, a defeated soul. As my fingertips touched your creamy Skin, wet with tears, your head moved into It, as if the soft touch wasn’t enough Reeling inside, I lifted up your head and Looked once again into the dark pools, Gently glistening from, a frightened soul. Slowly another crystal tear began to Slide down your creamy skin, and as it Glided over your skin I gently removed It with my thumb, continuing to hold you Within my understanding eyes, admiring True beauty deep within, a troubled soul. Now I could feel your desire, for it Was the same within me. To hold onto One who truly understands, and cares. To Be held within arms, encircled by their caring Protection, granting a shoulder to release All the pains upon. Finding, a caring soul. Gently I wrapped my arms about you Holding you close to me, and with amazing Force you clutched onto my back, pulling Me closer and released all your pains and sorrows Within, upon my caring shoulder. Releasing even Things hidden. Finally finding, an understanding soul. Slowly the sun rose and fell during the Embrace. As the mists left, leaving the Fresh and soothing air in its wake. And as You lifted your head from my shoulder, I Smiled upon you as I gently wiped The crystal tears away letting, a soul heal. And so again we stood, staring at one Another, souls connected, sharing dreams and Thoughts without words. Relishing the Company of understanding silence from One who cares. Smiling upon each other Knowing that we are, now healed souls.Well...heh. Contest: Guy. Written March 12th, 2002 © on Mar 11 2002 04:15 PM PST 0 • 12
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