Tempestuous

"The sun was wringing like wine,
Gently smudging the blue with red.
Trees were on cloud nine,
As the bairn of breeze calmly sped.

I fancied a walk into the woods,
Onto the other side, to the fleet.
As I took those heavenly steps,
The grass beneath kissed my bare feet.

There she stood, the quiet, lucid lake,
White swans gliding, ignoring to break.
The peacocks springing, blue flowers bloomed,
Too stunned to move, there i stood.

The waters behind had sunken the sun,
But there I still stood, stunned, gazing.
The sun had thrown its golden red,
Which on her cheeks the clouds fed.

In the midst of a deers' herd,
She stood, of whom I'd never herd.
Ebraced by gigantic yellow flowers,
Gleaming with unseen holoes.

Unaware of the awaiting bolt,
I sank deep into her eyes...
Frozen than the waters behind,
Plainer than the streaking skies!

Not the slightest regret,
Rather love towering high.
The one with whom I saw,
A hundred happy years to fly!

I spoke she dwells in me,
Where no sunbeam ever pried;
But that now sprinkled stars,
To tell I'm forever beside.

She told me what she solely wished,
Longed ever since she ever wished;
Her eyes longed for warmth of light,
To learn what it meant by sight..."

The pages fell blank after,
For I could no longer write.
My diary was left to spiders,
Ever since that last twilight.

It was the only thing she'd wished,
It was the only wish she'd asked me;
I promised my self the fold,
And so I kept up my word.

The first she saw of me,
Oh! What a striking truth!
A stone just sank hard,
That turned all a myth.

What a disgust on her face,
For she till then believed;
That spoke of being betrayed,
That I was not as her hide.

The next she told me,
Of what she wished,
Was to have me for last,
In her life that's blessed.

It was the only wish she'd wished,
It was the only wish She'd asked.
Though I knew I can't,
I promised, and so I did.

But before the last minute,
I wished she should know this..
For the last her hand I held,
And stuffed what I scribbled.

It was the ultimate
Of what I could give her.
It was the extreme,
Of whats he could ask me.

She looked down upon the paper,
And raised to see me,
But I could no longer stand it,
And it was the last she saw me.

Her heart beating hard,
She undid the folds;
And in there, they lay,
My untidy heavy colds..

"You told me your last desire,
That I least expected;
I know for sure,
That none can make it.

I will always stay with you,
Though you wish to see me never;
In each and every thing you see,
For ever, ever and ever!"