elle rêvait d'amour
By pincel3d on deviant art An empty reflection in the mirror, Of Twenty and hundred pounds. I, the worthless wayside whore, Had her dreams for a day crowned. That moment was Chance's child, Whom Fate did father wrong. A day to spend, a night to dine, Nothing more - a request queerly odd. A day we spent in eternal bliss, A day together, forever remembered. Helios' chariots gave way for Selene's grace, He bid his fare and in the shadows retreated. Never made love in a way as such, Hearts embraced and flesh withdrawn. Never made love in a way as such, In Passion's triumph, lust overthrown. I know its strange And the feeling stranger. But I can't explain how I felt When I made love with the stranger. An empty reflection in the mirror, Of Twenty and hundred pounds. I, the worthless wayside whore, Had her dreams for a day crowned. [ I tried my best to capture a story i had in my mind as a short poem. I hope you guys got the story... :) . The title is in french