She kneels upon the forest floor amid
the painted leaves. To her haunted
eyes their beauty lays unseen.

A single tear paves it's path down her dirt
streaked cheek as her fiery hair flows
valiantly in the gentle breeze.

Her head bowed low, arms wrapped tightly
about her waist. The shake of her shoulders
invisible to the naked eye.

Hidden deep inside, away from mortal
sight, her heart bleeds steadily it's
silent tears of pain.

Never will he know his spoken words
of anger slashed through her heart
as skillfully as a dagger wielded by
a master of arms.

Or that for every time his tongue aimed
barbs at her soul another piece of
her died forever.

Written & Copyrighted by Jesslan
31 July 1999