Whichever way you read it at whatever given time pick your
ending for this poem its your choice with this rhyme.
Distant Lovers
Across the vast deep waters on an Island in the sea,
her distant lover dwells in the land of Banshee.
A love of mind and soul as if tied with timeless thread.
An invisible connection held with everlasting breath spread.
A high wind blows his sails westward to her shore.
Their eyes for the first time will touch and explore.
Hours trail the day she waits for the dawn of a sailor’s lore.
She knows his ship is near; soon he shall land upon her shore.
Rising waves and birds galore tell him land is nearly found.
He panics with fear and guilt turning his sails back around.
He passes no word of change leaving her hanging and unsure.
Death runs through her mind. She decides their love obscure.
Believing her love died that day, forever lost to her at sea.
She cuts her long hair releasing them both to be free.
He sails home, wails of his passion echo the beats of his life
overcome by thoughts of her, he has to leave his wife.
One night, he endured no more with mists of eve & ancient rites
he yells her name into the wind, asking in prayer if time will
change his flight.
Time answers his lonesome call,
“Go to her, go to her now the gate of fate will open
four dews of a morning and one night remain unbroken!”
At once, he set sail for her shore not thinking to send her word.
He was lost in the world of Time, trapped inside his own absurd.
The third night he lands ashore asking for the house Mansur.
He finds his way to her door expecting her to answer.
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1
She opens the door and there he stands. Confusion breaks out on
her face. She goes to speak but he stops her,
wraps his arms around and embraces her with dawn.
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2
No one answers the door or looks out the window, no life
is visible at all. He slumps down on the porch to think
feeling beaten down by his own ambitious self.
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3
She opens the door with a disturbing look of anger on
her face. The man she believed dead stood there smiling.
Taking a step back she tells him no! with the rising of dawn.
© River 5/11
Is there a point one reaches 
