*When the Bell of the Past Tolls*

The sound of your wings woke me up again.
Heartbeats of you, one dark shadow,
Entering my dream as a secret knight in this realm

Breathing, sounding.
Eternal, the permanent citizen in my town of fiction.
Like a bell of the past,
Like a bell that tolls with a strange tune.

Oh I knew
From the very first time:

That name is going to disturb my peace
Hidden within a pleasent distraction.
Every dream as an infinite chord

Played on the fragile guitar of my life.
A scene so dear to my dormant eyes:
Seeing you flying outside my window
The same way as the centuries ago.

The same way.
On the cold castle’s walls I see your shape.
Lakes in your eyes. Unknown yet familiar.
Love, a strange condition in my heart
Still. Again. And forever.

 ***
© Eclipse 2008 – 2011

Prompted by Poetic Asides

and NaPoWriMo 2011

~ by Eclipse on April 13, 2011.