Wishing Well

See the mountain there?
The grassy one and the little path winding up the side now let me tell you the story....
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Traveler be wary
upon your journey there
the lands are overgrown
steps are taken slow
cliffs that fall a thousand feet
though the view is perfect
and if you are lucky
the Wishing Well you'll find

He dared the path to see
a promise made to self
of dreams that form into reality

His search had been long
yet at the edge of the path
He knew it would soon be over
high within the wilds
of vining roses bloomed
stood the

Lonely Wishing Well
sustaining life cast in dusty sun
cherished were the roses
the reason she still carried on
though her well was dying
a trickle it had become

He came to the clearing
to see the legend of His mind
gave a kiss
savored a drink
found His place
within her world
odd though the Wishing Well

Afraid to give more of herself
felt replenished and renewed
at what was first thought of stolen drink
she listened to His dreams
she began to have one of her own
soon they were of one
a reality of wispy quality
where they reaped what each had sown

by Deps_wildhunny