~mi'santa Mon'Ique~

~MI'SANTA MON'IQUE~ I woke up this morn',on an journey back through time... Of an most hallowed memory,is an beauty I still behold But in mine mind's eye solely,'stead of where I wish her be Still I consider me an rich'st,for an moment marked eternal Rest a'top an mountain high,stands an lighthouse void of sea An goddess bourne most beaut~full,I cradled gent'ly at it's base We 'scended down th' cobbles,her teh'ng 'long with glee their path As I lit an kiss 'pon soft'st skin,through jet tresses scented sublime Of those moments we enraptured,not an 'nother mortal existed Th' most ancient of all spirits,had halt'd quiescent time n' space Glid to an ridge o'er~look'ng,we reign'd majesty of splendor'd vale An loch's surface 'lumed below,dancing rays 'pon her countenance Whilst whisper'ng her awe'd approval,I gazed 'pon her in prayer... "Mi'Lord,Mi'Lord...please preserve this 'vent perpetual... I beg privilege of her company,after both us You've retrieved... For an marionette she hath made me,from this most sacred day on... ...as of sever'ng n'er,pleadeth mine heart's strings!!! ~AZAZA~'09