No replies?? *sob!* Ahh well, time will tell... <--Hey it rhymes!

Two short ones for you this time:

Dost thou wind darest say to thy trees?
Dost thou wind darest say to thee?
Dost thou wind cry its lonely plea,
"I beg thee to love me, tree,
for I am doomed by immortality."
All day, I shall whistle through thy linbs,
Around thy world I float, I swim.
Dearest tree,
I beg thee
To love me as thy wind I am.




In the bitter darkness,
Thy fleeting, swift, black darkness
I shall stand outside and wait
To live the outcome of my fate

In the dark thy knife shall fall
Past thy death thy spirit crawl
Roam thy earth for restlessness
Mourning daughter's fallen crest
Weeping, for thy life is doomed
Thy life ends under shining moon

Thy sheer poetic justice brings
Thy break of winter
Bloom of spring
Thy sheer poetic justice calls
Thy heat of summer
Leaves of fall

Thy daughter breathes her very last
Thy life flashed memories passed
And all is over much too fast
Thy poet's daughter breathes her last

Amidst her long and thick black hair
Thy cutain keeps a secret there
And secret love chose her to share
A pine green ribbon to thy hair

Thy last sweet gift of thy secret love
Thy ribbon stained by sudden blood
And while she lay in eternal sleep
Thy daughter's secret love shall weep...

Mourning over lost sweet nothings
Sneaked kisses
Embraces
Long caressing

Thy lover thy sweet face caress
And o'er her, his hand shall bless
Harsh relization, nonetheless
Thy poet's daughter embraced her death

Hmm... maybe I should stop using "thy" and "thou"... it doesn't seem to be coming off very well... =/