Revelation (1)
Hair of auburn delight that collects my soul,
Scarlet lips in my sight that set to tease,
Corner eyes so bright that erases the goal.
Crowned upon the night, by a kings decrees,
A hand, tender and light, eagerly awaits a touch.
Skin ever so quite, a goddess so true.
Tinted nails un-trite, favoring her easy clutch.
Darkened irises contrite, glistening blue.
Goddess of right, no a fairy I do see.
Wings spread for flight, in odd way.
Glorious height, flittering so free,
Tattooed of plight, nothing to say,
A vision in white, adorned in green,
Am I her knight, this fairy I’ve seen?
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