Note: This poem is related to a scene in my book. The picture matched the scene perfectly, and the light gave such a final touch to it, I had to use this as inspiration.
You may say she’s the one
to save the world, give them peace,
though her hope might be gone,
as she chases her heart’s thief.
When her arrow hits the guard
and he falls tumbling down,
they’ve played the first card
in the game against the crown.
His will might be torn
his mood sunk and dark,
but to himself he has sworn,
to leave this war with his mark.
When the sword does not miss,
what is closest is his own death.
His last will was to give her one kiss
and does so with his last breath.
Intertwined as lovers, heroic as knights,
they end the last of bloody nights.
Photograph (Summer ’11 in Lumsås, Denmark) & Writing (October ’12) by Lisa Marina.