His defeat was bitter indeed As he fell down........... When she walked away He thought she would stay When he heard a shattered scream She was like a melody in flesh and blood She was his damsel in distress She had a mysterious past with history The sky looked like the canvas of an artist By the touch of the morning dew The lake was shivering As doom was falling............. The flowers were dancing On the grave........... When he looked at her the last time As he said goodbye......... " If you like this, please consider giving it a vote.