The Proposal

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic


A dual pov poem.

Submitted: September 12, 2018

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Submitted: September 12, 2018

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The Proposal

 

He met her in the darkness of

a moon-enchanted night;

never had he felt this --

a sensation of delight.

He knelt down upon one knee,

took gently up her hand;

pressed his lips against it

in a gesture oh, so grand.

Marry me, my darling one.

Say you’ll be my wife.

There simply is no other that

will ever share my life!”

 

In the silver glint of light

she smiled shyly, then she blushed,

but then she made a gesture

that left him feeling crushed.

She shook her head in sorrow;

Oh, that I cannot do.

There simply is no way on Earth

that I belong with you.

You do not even know me,

until this moment had not seen

me without the illusion of

this magic moonlight screen.”

 

Don’t say no so quickly;

please don’t break my heart.

I cannot ever picture us

now being quite apart.”

He clung harder to her fingers,

he tightened up his grip,

pressing maybe that bit hard,

his grasp, it would not slip.

You simply cannot leave me,

I will not let you go;

you belong right by my side,

I really love you so!”

 

See the birds up in the trees,

in flight across the moon;

it’s they, I do belong to

and I’m leaving with them soon.

You’ve lost your head to moonlight,

you really need to know

that I am just a product made

of raven and of crow.”

With that, she started breaking,

falling fast apart,

in to a flock of big black birds

that stole away his heart.

 

 


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