Halls of the Dark Muse

Lady of the Dunes

A whisper in the ear
stirs against the air
she stands a nameless soul
forgotten by time

Her eyes plead
in her offered cry
while she remains
among the dunes

Her story untold
one faithful night
her life snuffed out
and here she fell

Grains of sand sifting
over her bones
until her corpse unearthed
and unknown

None to answer for her
she weeps alone
unto the twilight
wishing someone to hear

But her tears pass unseen
eroded with the years
no one left to remember
a lady left in the shadows