M'Lady Sleeps
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a remembrance of the perfect girl
the phantoms of a wakeless world
percale and crisp, so sheets unfurl
the bastion of my scheming
I find you, sweetly dreaming ...
I've stumbled 'bout in frantic fogs
and wondered in my chemic cogs
your netted seams and lacy togs
the fruit of gilded grooming
one perfect orchid blooming ...
tresses swirled in shades of umber
scents entice with cool cucumber
dare I end such dulcet slumber?
limbs and buds beguiling
let for wondrous wilding ...
my salient thoughts reside in 'soon'
your cat-kin skin contrived for June
facades daubed by a melting moon
those secret places calling
so made for tender mauling ...
your eyelids, gently forth-and-back
of counting stars in boundless black
I'm loath to quell their timeless tack
for sake of twilight's magic
still, wasting passion's tragic ...
now, that wakeless world has found
one maiden, fair, meand'ring-bound
a scoundrel, I'm, but sleeping sound
she'll stay, until the morning
like petals 'midst their borning ...
but should she, in the dark, awake
my arms about her, sweet, to make
our perfect love for gloaming's sake
and not a thing to harm her
her knight ... in moonlit armor.
Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden | Year Posted 2021
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