November Dream

Amidst a forest of shadows

Swept in thorns and songs of farewell

I felt an echo of a glorious time

Gently whispering my name

As if knowing of my demise

As if guiding me away

From the torments of my loss

Towards that which i seek

One final glimpse of her smile

And so i followed and arrived

At the shore of a silent lake

Where i beheld a starlit silhouette

Of somehow familiar features

It was her, my love and life

Staring into the night

And awaiting my advent

I called out her name

And she unfolded her funeral face

With eyes of radiant sorrow

That pierced my blissful stare

A moment of joy turned to dust

As she spoke her final sigh

And left me shattered and alone

Amidst a forest of shadows

Swept in thorns and songs of farewell