Lady
ahhh.....the cold isolation,icy,bleak,deep
the dark lady onceagain welcomes me in eternal sleep
this lady whom few but myself adore
when she strikes me fridiged claws i want more
all feel her caress from time to time untill her they cannot bear
as for me in the icy ladys' lap i wish to stay
her robes of ice i beg to wear
get this close to such a lady no one else dare
for myself no other sensation close compare
all others at first glance flee in such scare
for this alone very scant few know her name
their strength is weak so they go insain
i know her all to well
her name i dare never tell
Copyright © Raymond Moyer | Year Posted 2005
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