 Of Roland and Susanby
Rory G.
 Of Roland and Susan They forgot the world, their love unfurled, and lived in dreams They left the world so far behind, they both grew up too soon Promises made for September fading into disremember They waited while stars traversed under the pinkest moon The greatest love, pure as a dove, will never be relived Perhaps some will shine like silver but will never match the gold Of Roland gunslinger and Susan hope-bringer, but Who knows what the future holds for untold souls as fate unfolds? They found their lives like dulling knives, each meant for something else They left their paths like there was nothing left except love in their view They joined their hearts right at the start, as one They joined their souls and warmed the earth as one life sprung from two They parted ways, little to say, they lost their love to hate She died for him, his dreams died too, and darkness dimmed the gold He gazes to the west, never to rest, but wander forever more Perhaps to find a trace of the fate that befell her soul, untold Pink moon and stars and heaven waits for travellers above And a tower looms in the dusty gloom to cancel out their love
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