Challenge Ended
Write a prose or poem after reading a great novel. No restriction, I will post what I felt when reading "The Three Musketeers"
Ended June 19, 2016 • 1 Entry • Created by Keithcmccune
I walked under the window sill of my beloved throwing kisses from my heart.
She may never know the feelings I have for her that are deep within my heart where no one is permitted to dwell accept myself.
This is a private love affair where I am the only one who knows. She is betrothed to another and I shall never
break that trust.
I will go on loving her into the dark abyss for my love for her is my life. That same love keeps me away, she must never know how much I love her for my honor is all I have. If I have no honor for myself or her than I am not the man that I think I am.
I must be on my way to my own window sill for my love has another and it is not I.