Brave

Left alone to go limping as before,
brave as brave she can be,
for all the blades
a heart she bears
to prove worthy of love,

Again there’s nothing in the clear crystal,
the thing he sees
He never turn and watch,
that smile when her eyes began to dance full of stars
to his voice in the lone house,

Who has not starting to miss
towards the body hardly seen?
Who has not starting to fear
the parting ,
When the night is fallen, she creep just as shadow,

Her spirit dares
amongst the roses in red,
Comes pilgrim day
brave to learn what was her fault
She had enough of that circles of red socket rim,

She threw him brave thoughts,
take your sword and permit me some happiness,
He soars in the strange silence of the skies
and in the high air she wonder in sheer light,
She wishes him ill,I'll of missing her and comes back,

Is it a perversity she longed to touched him?
Is it a cowardiance she dare not to loose him?
Is it a humility it is out of the secret door?
Part that left is small
yet her voice nestled in every conscious mind,
all that she bears
from her burning tears.


Written by DesireTheVampire