castellon
i was a soldier in a far off land, the arrow deep in my side, i would return one day my love, to the heaven's we would ride. my body rots while she is weeping, i remain forever sleeping, resting my bones from the daily chores, rest my bones forever more. my body lies in an unmarked grave, my heart remains with the one i love, she's awaiting my return, although i know that will never come. as i decay neath my blanket of earth my heart is yet to be satisfied, a seedling grows on my burial ground, just to wither and die.
david thomas broughton