I was scared that time would drive her away, this ghost i met on snow filled day
a challenge drawn between two friends, a distant smile that seemed to end
i called her name, reply not made, seems death had brought it’s famous grave
to bury any stint of love, by destruction, pull and fatal shove
when others entered & spread their lies, i knew that person’s friendship ties
were stronger and deeper than any fact; a web of hatred across my tract
for when approach was lonely done, no sight revealed the golden sun,
and so that girl with dreams and fears, retracted footsteps and stalked with spears
her eyes did burn and her mouth turned sour, alone i was in that mortal hour
the final pain began to flow, when laughing witch did cackle so
she saw her power, she knew the scent, of a fear induced where love was meant
she pointed at wondered beast that roared, and smiled in solemn victory of course
that fake princess, her silken whip, her deceit revealed from bum to lip
my fault of course, i turned to see, those salacious curves of destiny
but fate is cruel, my death was known & God’s fixed hatred a long time sown
& so i lie in falling white, a bitter end in frozen night
i cry no more for my end is here, the perk of this no final tear
a huddled lump, i lie in snow, a buried fool for you to know.
(c) Ed Simkins
