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She appeared, in front of me during a winter's freak rain storm wearing a gown of blue
She appeared, as I was running accross the field headed to the castle to warm myself
She appeared, as if  some strange magic had made her appear suddenly with the storm

She spoke, as I stood frozen with the cold rain bouncing off my silver armour like bullets
She spoke, my name in a sweet melody that melt my heart like snow in the full sun light

I am, wynter's rain she said and caressed my cold cheek with a caress like we were lovers
I am, the lady in blue who watches you sit in the wood writing your sweet melodies of poetry
I am, the one you have only caught glimpses of in your dreams as you slept in your bed tossing

I was, speachless at her words and that caress upon my cheek that still felt warm upon my skin
I was, in a state of shoke at the sight before my eyes and I kept wanting to never awake from this
I was, afraid I was in a dream and this beautiful woman would dissolve as my mind left the dream

Shhh, she said as she placed a kiss upon my cold lips warming them the minute hers met mine
Shhh, she said to me as you took my hand in hers and we walked away from where she appeared

We walked, as the rain cleared leaving us to walk in the snow with a sky blue and magically clear
We walked, on a path made of clear glass like ice toward a castle made of pure snow and ice
We walked, onto the draw brindge accross a slushy river of  water, snow, and ice into her castle

Then, she turned with the speed of a gust of wind to face me head on and kissed me passionately
Then, as she kissed me with our eyes closing together and our arms pulling the other into the kiss

I awoke, with a cold sweat in my bed to the early light of dawn and the kiss lingering on my lips
I awoke, feeling that my dream was not a dream and longing to go back to sleep to dream again
I awoke, to the cold morning crying because that kiss that I still felt on my lips was, but a dream
©2006-2009 ~HONAW
:iconhonaw:

Author's Comments

This poem was a bit tough to get out. I just think it still needs work. It was written for a DA friend. I hope she likes it. to her I say give me time. I'll get there

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:iconsirennia:
Wow, amazing! Really nice poem! Getting even better :)

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Challenge my own world to chaos...
:iconhonaw:
Thank you :blush: This one took some work, but I'm pleased

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Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free. - J.M.
:iconwynter-rain:
I am breathless... and speechless. This is incredible. It is very sweet, and I do love the style. Your work paid off, it is something else!

As I read this I was standing back and admiring from afar... saying 'Aww' and had a huge smile on my face. Inspiring.... incredible, two words that come to mind!

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~A Million Miles Away~
:iconlancey-chan:
Aww, i read the comment by wynter-rain, I think it's a special gift belonging to the giver, regardless of how good the piece is, to be able to make some one else's day. In this case doubly so as the poem is great too.
I recently put a smile on a friend too with my poem Eyes so I know the satisfaction you feel from doing it. :)
:iconlancey-chan:
Aww, i read the comment by wynter-rain, I think it's a special gift belonging to the giver, regardless of how good the piece is, to be able to make some one else's day. In this case doubly so as the poem is great too.
I recently put a smile on a friend too with my poem Eyes so I know the satisfaction you feel from doing it. :)
:iconlancey-chan:
Sorry about the double post, DA can be so slow sometimes I didn,t realise it already sent.
:iconhonaw:
:blush:

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Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free. - J.M.
:iconhonaw:
yes..it feels awesome

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Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free. - J.M.
:iconhonaw:
it's cool. It happens to me too

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Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free. - J.M.

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