“Golden Glove”
By WindDancer J
“Golden Glove”Dreamers and Poets, come sit by me.Muses and lovers, listen to what I read.A story of truth, and of unending love.A story of strength and of a golden glove.The glove of a warrior, who fought and died.The story of a maiden, who questioned why.And the story of a dream, the maiden dreamt.Of reuniting with her love, and dreams of regret.Under the willow tree in her dreams, they were drawn.A pledge of togetherness, to take place at dawn.The glove held a ring, with poison she was to consume.To join her lover, she died around noon.Nothing will stand in the way of a heart that loves.Not even death or the goddess from heavens above.When a man and a woman share one heart and soul.Time stands still, until in each others arm they hold.******Please...No Star Ratings.******* Just your thoughts and comments is all I require. Written November 26th, 2001 © on Nov 26 2001 01:36 PM PST 0 • 8
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"“Golden Glove”Dreamers and Poets, come sit by me.Muses and lovers, listen to what I read.A story of truth, and of unending love.A story of strength and of a golden glove.The glove of a warrior, who fought and died.The story of a maiden, who questioned why.And the story of a dream, the maiden dreamt.Of reuniting with her love, and dreams of regret.Under the willow tree in her dreams, they were drawn.A pledge of togetherness, to take place at dawn.The glove held a ring, with poison she was to consume.To join her lover, she died around noon.Nothing will stand in the way of a heart that loves.Not even death or the goddess from heavens above.When a man and a woman share one heart and soul.Time stands still, until in each others arm they hold.******Please...No Star Ratings.******* Just your thoughts and comments is all I require...."