Twelve Bells

Bittersweet bells toll...
One ring for the broken heart
Tears sparkle like diamonds
One chime for the cleansing

Echoes of the past haunting
One ring for tomorrow's dreams
Engulfing emotions take their victory
One chime for the spoils of war

Battle scars ache spitefully
On ring for the healing
A proud head is held higher
One chime for foolish pride

The fragments are scattered,
One ring for goodbye
The memories are soothed,
One chime for forgiveness...



Star crossed dreamers draw near,

One ring for destiny

A spark ignites the two

One chime for energy

The eyes cleared of liquid sorrow
One ring for pure joy
The oaths are sworn with kisses pure
One chime for forever

Twelve bells to the hour,
It's midnight now and the bells are still,
The bittersweet is now no longer so sour
And all wounds heal with time still.
The spell can be broken if you so desire,
But so many consequences lay left in the wake
The future is now blazed by a fire
That will take more than water to break.