A Thousand Times Over
from a challenge on A Poet's Haven
Saturday Night Romance
"Her soul trembled on her lips like a drop of dew on a flower."
- Les Miserables, Victor Hugo
She had away about her
She was born with a gift
And oh could she use it
She commanded attention
Everyone took notice
She was made from Stardust
In a perfect combination
We met before Terra was born
And each time we met again
Her lips will quiver as they have
A thousand times over
When the morning is young
The curtains will be drawn
The doors will be locked
Her mask will come off
Her eyes will water
As the memories flow
And the joy of a love
That can not be ended
As Stars have imploded
And still our love lives
Death has come
A thousand times over
And still her lips quiver
When our eyes cross
The way it did
That very first time
And so it shall
As our souls have
Crossed and shall
Again and again
The love we share
Has sustained us
A thousand times over
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