Beyond Midnight
Originally for Andrea’s One in Three contest but checked the rules before posting and found I’d written over 16 lines DOH!!! I’ll keep the title and thank you Andrea for the inspiration.
Beyond Midnight
Long before midnight, she was due in
Mama said, not to be late
There she was with her arms around him
Down by our old front gate
The frost was hard, as was the news
He whispered in her ear
She heard and yet, had to refuse
The cold words she did fear
The moon was high with halo haze
The stars all watching eyes
Looking down on their liaise
Mournful of her cries
Still her arms held tight around
Unwilling to release
Firmly there she held him bound
Despite his freedom pleas
Descending low with icy claws
The frost began to bite
Mama’s words she now ignores
Be in before midnight
The witching hour will soon be here
Her chance to captivate
Renew his love and keep him near
It may not be to late
Once more her tiny voice a plead
Be mine forever more
But nothing reached beyond his need
His pardon did implore
In earthly silence there they stood
The time it would not stay
The hearts that once had beat their blood
Were fading fast to clay
As the morn arose through mists
There covered by the hoar
Embracing in their final kiss
For love, that would not thaw.
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