Oriental Dove

by Maru   Mar 27, 2006


The darkness falls

The night is here

The stars, they shine above

A gentle breeze flows by the stream

The silver moonlight shows

It shines the tender light of love

A night to be remembered

An oriental girl, she comes, with beauty like a dove

She dances in the moonlight

That silver bird of love

Her eyes, they shimmer vibrantly

Like rubies in a fire

Her desire strengthens

A blazing beauty wild

Her lively soul, it sings a song

A song of love and lust

Her jewelry glimmers in the night

Its brilliant detail glows

She moves so slowly, so relaxed

So delicate, so ancient

So knowing and so bold

A gorgeous flower in the night

A burning flame from hell

She moves towards the stream

With graceful steps of liberty

All beauty flows

It flows in her

Like the river, like the sea

She is the night, the wind, the grace, your flaming soul within

She's love and beauty, hope and hate, heartbreak and pain contained

She's the thing that keeps us going

The thing that makes us whole

Her dance it slows, it nearly stops

As she nears the waters edge

She looks above with tears of love

Her time here's at an end

Her tears, they flow so silently

They shimmer in the light

Her tears are sweet, so innocent

She was crying here tonight

She sings a song, no human can

So beautiful

It's horrifying

A song of pain

A song of laughter

A song of love and hate

The song she sings

As she steps right in

Into the frozen stream

The song of life

You've yet to learn

The song she sang for all of time

She walks a little further

Then stops and looks around

She gazes at the water, the liquid all around

Gleaming in the starlight, the frozen brook of death

The waters getting deeper

Her tears of love and joy

Now change to fear, despair

She wades a little further, closer to her death

Deeper and deeper she goes

Water to her neck

She gains a little confidence

This isn't her first death

The first when she found love

The second when it left

She looks toward the heavens

She prays a little prayer

Then she whispers quietly

"God I'm almost there"

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