Crete is where I left you
On the first day of Spring
Crete is where I left you
With my kiss and golden ring.
Crete is where I left you
To go fight a King's war
Crete is where I left you
On a boat from the shore.
Crete is where I left you
Though it tore my heart apart
Crete is where I left you
In a house without a start.
Crete is where I left you
While I die upon this field
Crete is where I left you
With our son, and with my shield.
Author notes
Ryan is dead sexy!
Written January 24th, 2004
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lovely.
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While I was reading this I thought, this sounds like some sort of epic romance, like a fairy tale. It's funny that you said it was a daydream because that's what it sounds like.
I like poems that tell a story and you have certainly done so with this one.
Elizabeth
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dammit! that's not the whole story
Nicely written though. Well done.
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i find that i dont day dream i zone out and that's when i day drean
oh how mushy your in love, how sweet it is or must be -
love this. this is graceful, beautiful, and since it contains mythology, i like it even more.
*claps* very nice sweets.
Nyx...
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