A Dress of Spiders Silk
That warm and sultry evening a cool
and gentle zephyr, kissed my cheek
like a feather. A pearl shaped moon
brightly shone, the stars appeared
one by one. Golden reeds and
moonbeams pranced, as starlight fell,
my dreams they danced.
Out of the water she came to me,
silver braids in her hair, of glowing
form and skin so fair. Her dress the
finest spiders silk, her skin the hue
of buttermilk. Her eyes the shade
of peredots,in her hair forgetmenots.
Lips inviting with pinkish glow, from her
heart a warmth did flow.
She took my hand, we walked the lake,
talked of past and dreams to make.
Under the bough's of an old Oak tree,
with her eyes made love to me. The
heart and soul in ecstacy, I wish, I wish
this could ever be, her heart and mine
for eternity.
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