What Lurks Within For Contest

What Lurks Within Like a genie-- the dust-encaptured sun Has danced her way into the stony walls. The single window was a challenge to take on But the farmboy nicked the door to please his pa. At first glance there was nothing in the room It seemed a grey stone remnant of the past Beauty slept within the stall that wept for broom A lovely lass the boy could not resist The napping milkmaid dream-giggled with delight But awake she saw him through the hay-dust mist The buxom lass with smiling kindness –hugged him tight “When you 're ten years old I'll teach you how to kiss !"