Mount of love epos

to him (V.M.)

Once upon a time there had lived,
A big settling of the ancient people,
Their reach gardens had thrieved,
Were giving them pride with a small central steeple.

* * *

It’s been located up in the world of
The beautiful green mountains ranges,
Gathering fruits and living with love,
They thought be there as masters of nature for ages.

* * *

There had lived a beautiful young girl,
She was used to sit on the top of uphill,
Admiring to sunset, playing with her curl,
Dreaming about future and joy she had been fulfill.

* * *

The great mountain with joie de vivre,
Had waited every day this young lady,
One day she hadn’t come, just down azure,
The sunset hadn’t been so nice and day’d been shady.

* * *

Some late with tears she told to it about
Her grief: “I wish to tell thee just happened,
My fother married me, I am blacked out,
I so love another man I can’t be happy and this my end.”

* * *

She had thrown into the depth of azure water,
The mount had broken out with great volkano,
Hundreeds of lifes love had taken away after,
Mountain keep silence, but it loves, hates and suffers!

by Tatiana Berezhnaya

Author's Comments:
"It was my own myth about history of volcano Vesuvio. Enjoy…"