Braving The Storm



I know I will find you 
On a vast European plain
Laying amidst a field of swaying wheat
In a pretty black dress
You call to me as I pass
Your seduction intoxicating and insane
Prove your love
I whisper 
As you close your eyes in disgust
Cloaked in a field of lies 
Your mocking laughter haunts me 
Notifying me of your true intent
As I proceed on again
Blinded by the mist
Ever climbing a mountain of desire
Passion and warfare on my mind
Spent with exhaustion
A paradise lies up above I know
If I have the will to carry on
Through shadows and fog
Braving the storm
Alone.