I still feel you there, deep in my heart.

I still feel you there, deep in my heart.

I see us walking, here beneath the trees,

Red sunlight bleeding through the leaves.

We duck below hanging branches,

And together, bear witness,

As the sun dies in the sky.

Tracing its fall behind the tor.

I still hold an image,

It is imprinted in my soul,

Of you, flying toward me,

Out from the shadows of the tower

And down the hill,

Feet barely skimming the ground,

Maybe it was just a dream

But it seemed all too real,

The wind in your hair, an angel’s ruffle.

I thought our lives would never change,

Nothing could ever

Disturb the feelings your very

Existence awoke, in me.

I was absorbed into them.

Days would go by

I bent my back into the land

The earth, heavy on the plough

With not all our planting fruitful.

People starved, as they do still,

But through all hardship,

The taste, of your sweet honeyed kiss,

Sustained me.

It has been so long, this waiting,

You were shipped away,

Hidden by darkness

Under shadow of shame,

To another land, beyond the sun,

Where you would learn

To be a lady and then, be matched,

And married well.

Until that sorry day is finely drawn,

And the news is brokered by the tower bell,

I wait

And choose to stand beneath the trees

Watching as the sun falls

And believing that somewhere,

In among those strange dark shadows

I see you,

Come flying down to me.