4.19.2009

Damsel



What do they call you
smiling glad lady?
And who breaks your bread
for the feast?
Minstrels see your
eyes twinkle and
your throat purr


Who will claim your hand
and your heart?

2 comments:

  1. Cool. Poem to the muse. Very delicate and precise.

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  2. so strange. the end of service. the beginning of romance and lust.

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