How she gives the sea its blue
How she lets the sunlight through
How she sighs with wind and breeze
How she lies in flowers bloomed.
How I feel the warmth inside
When I see her life beside
Shining mirth that which agrees
She deserves to never cry.
Upon her eyes, a distant glow
Deep inside she seems to know
That I have seen the feather fall
From the arrow shot by bow
Every day she’s in my head
Taking hold of thoughts unread
I seem to be a mindless thrall
As I think of her instead.
Light reflects from snowy blaze
Into her soul I wish to gaze
Desires strong will once convey
Within my heavy heart she stays.
And how I know we’re not to be
Is how she walks away from me.
The Silent Sword
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/how-she/
