poem is never finished, only abandoned. ~Paul Valéry
Fate...for the second time I think
Part I, The Beginning
Raised in the country with her heart just as wild
Lived a princess-halfwoman, halfchild
Danced through the meadows with her heart just as free
Queen of his heart she came to be
Taught to trust in her hearts desire
Learned to live by the flaming fire.
Part II, The Passion
Born of the night by the mists own hand
She walked like an angel through his land
Teasing his senses and making him wild
Then opening his heart under the clear blue sky.
Part III, The Surrender
Caught in the middle between love and sin
She wields her sceptor and dares fate to win
But who has the power to tame the wild wind?
Part IV, The Mystery
Entered she this land of dark
With a cherubs voice as lovely as her heart
Passions Flame be her sacred name
Is it destiny or only a game?
Now who has the right her wild heart to tame?
Part V, The Pursuit
Once free as the air, is this deed right or wrong?
Caught between two worlds, now where does she belong?
When fate opens a new path, where will it lead?
For who has the right to make a soul bleed?
Part VI, The Conclusion
Will the path be one to fortune and fame
Or will it be a hoax, a selfish little game?
She can choose either one but both are the same
Now theres no one for her gentle heart to claim.