Special Moments

I see her smiling by a willow branch
Where shadows long and twist
and touch her skin
Where words can sink in ways
in which I can't
Those sweeter thoughts; yet warn me
dreams will end
So forth my eyes of tortured
purple dress
Belong the days among the leaves
of spring
To bloom the flowers wild and soft caress
The hands that tear apart
my paper wings

I picture all the times we couldn't see
The dark behind the pillars
lust and greed
So taking every day by day to free
The long lost lover deep inside of me

I had a moment now; I do believe
Untied and held up one last time, I breathe
Written by russell_snow
Author's Note
My first attempt at iambic pentameter
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