My Love Stripped Bare

"Limpid pools of prevarications laid down and to the left.The ayes and nays of what lay between us , belie sweet spoken claims of truth.A Chalice filled with promise is naught but empty if held and turned the same. Once upright empty , still ; as silent as a plea unaswered . The void of need unfilled.To late to slake a Knightly thirst. Lips parched and broken , will never hold that cup upright.While misbegotten fools grasping crudely , face her to the ground. With vulgar jibes and leers they sit and drink their fill of She who suffers the slings and arrows of fools thrown coppers for the Goddess , in Whom they don't believe. James Patrick Kail August 4th 2012"