Say it quickly all in one breath like you're dying and singing the blues.
And fall, through the astral void of her eyes,
A changeable blue like the skies.
Today they are stormy, almost grey.
Grey is a romantic colour - uncertainty is grey.
I catch my breath, in a gasp,
And swallow a mouthful of dreams - gone.
Long ago when I walked down the pages,
Of a book with my mind.
My hope suspended in another time.
She is trapped in a tower.
Far above the ground.
Where a dragon breathes a fire,
That burns with the passion of lost lovers.
I feel the cold of this lonely path.
I am forced to march,
To the drumming beat of my heart.
Military styles, and a long way down.
It's butterfly beat becomes a metallic sound
Click Click Click.
Where is my prince now?
The coward, ran away,
With his honour and his useless gun.
Afraid of the Love Dragon.
I am clutching at thin air.
I lost my hope in despair.
When my prince became a thief.
Who was never prepared to save me.
He only came and stole a kiss.
Faith, in the dream of an ever after.
In absolution, where success lives,
And you marry life, in a moment of bliss.
I hope that we have a soul, at the end of all this.
Life which is all about ends.
From that first blink of the eyelids,
To that succulent mouthful of medium- rare meat.
Just before we know we must die.
We might gain a little more time,
To laugh, but more often to cry.
In the end people will say.
A pity - she died of the cancer.
"So young" or "she lived a good life".
And shake their heads.
Trying to forget the looming reality.
Of their own death.
Life lives at the edge of destruction.
So I shake hands with the day.
And agree to fair play.
I'll grant you a smile and many good times -
Just send a rainbow my way.
And that girl with quintessence in her eyes.
Who dared to live an extraordinary life.
And struggle for the dream on a checkered board.
Finally to call "checkmate!" and blow me a kiss.
I wish her luck down the slipstream of...
Evelyn McNamara. 29th of June @ 2:52pm.