Sadness in the eyes of such a sweet angel,

Yet darkness upholds its chilling shadows.

 

What has become of her?

 

For 5 years we stuck it out

Sagittarius reigned above.

 

Her lips show some promise,

Contented smiles ... perhaps, she will love again.

 

And the birds fly south with whispers of a melancholy.

That was the image you liked.  Gothic.

 

©David Addington 1995