A fictional love tragedy written in verses. |
Lover’s Leap… a Final Vow In a very distant past I thought I had been A memory I am sure I knew I had never seen. Somewhere, sometime a place in another time Delving on past a déjà vu for others is a crime. Great stories of lovers that most end up torn Good men who were deprived and forlorn Beaux to the well to do’s who lovingly fall Became vex enemies and un-justices befall. One night with stars and the moon was full Scared from the crucifying eyes she was careful Her faint shadow running fast to the lover’s loft Trail of rope with her swift gliding hands so soft. As her feet landed on the wet, muddy earth She felt the freedom and an unexplained dearth Hiding from bushes she felt a strong suspicion She saw her lover in the heat of commotion. Chained hands and feet he walked with escorts Burglary a crime given by her father’s cohorts He was sentenced long years of twenty-five For nothing he did but to let his love survive. Like a bruised hummingbird she climbed back Dwelling of comforts had his picture on the rack A lavish space turned into a dark catacomb Dream for a son lost in her forbidden womb. Days, weeks, months, years went by and by She waited and waited till all her tears ran dry. She kept her promised never to love anybody Confused for her jailed lover and her mortality. His name in the news escaped and was shot dead Prayed silently in tears while shaking her head Her hopes and dreams were ashes on the rocks Remembered the place they vowed in a few blocks. Before the sunrise she went to the prohibited cliff Wore wedding white satin dress and a prayer so brief Engraved gold leaf in her hand, “Till death do us part.” With broken wings she flew with a broken heart. A lover’s leap was her final vow of secrecy Justified cause for grieving soul to her was easy A year later in front of her tomb full of flowers Stood her beloved set free for just only ten years. |