Zachary Clark - In The Meadow

Within is a meadow filled with undying love,
Having a giant bright beautiful light shining from above.
Surrounding the clearing is willows galore,
The grassland trees are the one thing most would adore.
With wild flowers and grass tall bustling with life,
It is a good place to hide from a heated knife.
Within the center is the shadow of your unknown other,
Singing softly with a voice of a beautiful angel to one another.
Her eyes glow strong with an almighty beautiful light,
Look at them for you can still for those gorgeous eyes aren't to bright.
In her singing is a streaming passion full of a striving beat,
She sings for a guy to sweep her off her feet.
She is beautiful beyond spoken words description,
To all guys that hear her song to there heart is put a incantation.
Love they fall into immobile love from a weak body,
Only one is immune to her voice so lovely.
A warrior a fighter full of turmoil and confusion,
Walking up and causing a magnificent intrusion.
Her eyes closed unable to see his masculinity,
He strides across the meadow and grabs her magnificently.
Her singing stops dead the flowers pollen burst forth in the air,
A soft breeze from through the trees ruffles their hair.
The sun being hidden behind water filled clouds dark embrace,
Drops of rain start to fall and the men are broken of the spell upon their face.
Imprints in the grass are left as the leaves of the willows are no longer hearing,
Forever and a day after she no longer could sing.
Though she hoped through all just what the next day would bring,
Her husband buff and fierce couldn't give back the voice of an angel.
So he sought to give a bargain but it was in a tangle,
Their after she'd dreamed about the love and joy and the way the sun would glow.
Way deep In the Meadow.

Zachary Clark

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