The Woman In The Mist

There in a Midnight sky, And in the Mist, 
There is a Woman with an Emerald kiss.

She wants to Fly, She wants to Dream.
Her Spirit is Full, Her Love is Complete.
She walks by Waters in bare feet.

She wears a Cloak of Silver and Cream.
She’s a Wood-Nymph Goddess that lives in my Dream.

She walks down the Shores with a Cross that she Bares,
She’s Guilty of loving and showing she Cares.

Her Heart lay broken this is something too Real.
She carry’s a wound that no one can see, nor can they Heal.

She lays in the Mist with Hope in her Eyes,
Knowing her Knight shall soon be by her Side.

With Love, Understanding, and Passion he will Bring.
This she knows shall make her soul Sing.

And soon they will ride Together in to the Sun.
They will be Complete, they will be as One.

By: Xanthia Amy Phoenix Dean
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