Lady Eleanor
She masquerades by candle light
hope unparaded
triumphs
Lady Eleanor will you dream tonight
waiting for the stone gargoyles
by the wayside
by someones achilles heel
you are the slayer
akin to something sinister
you walk to the tower
where you can see enlarge
your designs
by the misty morning
Copyright © Antony Glaser | Year Posted 2024
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