Rose and Rose Marie - a Re-Post
‘Twas on a morn’ in early spring
When I met Rose Marie
In a garden
Where she sat - upon a bench
Beneath a willow tree
Where - with a glance
My heart was stabbed
With pangs of jealousy
For it was - very plain to see
She was - by far - more beautiful than me
She spoke - with colored words - like rainbows
Spun with threads of gold
As she described the man she loved
With all her heart and soul
She told me - of his beauty
Raven hair and eyes of green
And as she talked - he appeared - before me
As in a - living dream
She told me - how she met him
On the Shore of Evermore
There in the fields - above the cliffs
Amid the mist - an ocean roar
She told me how - with their first kiss
He carried her away
As he poured his love - into her soul
There - so high above - that wind-swept bay
With Heaven - but a breath away
Her words - like magic - in that moment
Cast a spell on me
For I too now - had fallen - so deeply - in love
With Cannon Lee
I longed to feel his breath
His lips upon my velvet skin
I longed to quench - the lustful thoughts
That now burned - so deep within
So - when Rose Marie - stood up to leave
And turned her back on me
I dug my thorns into her wrist
And sealed - my evil deed
My jealousy - now turned to poison
Ran quickly through her veins
And as she tried - to pry me loose
I clawed her - once again
"Tainted blood" - is what they say
Stole his love away
And that is how - I came to be here
On these cliffs today.
So tenderly - he holds me now
And finally kisses me
As his tears - fall on my open petals
And trickle - down my leaves
Then - from his lips - there comes a cry
Of such despair - it cracks the sky
“ My darling - my love - my life
Why did you have to die?”
And here so high - above these cliffs
These cliffs of ‘Evermore’
I hear her name - resounding - above the ocean roar
‘Rose Marie’ - ‘Rose Marie’
As he cast me - with a final kiss
Into the raging sea.
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Author: Elaine Cecelia George, of Canada
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