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MY Lady


Wiping the sleep from my hazel eyes
I look down to where my lover lies
Brushing the covers aside
To the door do I glide

The grass is cool under my tender feet
The full blown, brilliant sun I greet
My lover begins to stir
Running fast, I'm a blur

Reaching the edge of the water clear
My image in the water does appear
Gazing long the image there
A beauty and so fair

Long auburn hair in waves do hang
Listening while church bells rang
Skin soft and creamy white
Beautiful, a man's delight

Sheer gown clinging to long, curved limbs
Listening to the choir singing hymes
Large, round breasts rise and fall
At the happiness of it all

Climbing now up a very high old hill
Amidst the BlueBells and Daffodil
So still stands myself so serene
Gazing at my world of green

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Lila May Guptill (AKA) Lunaria
April 23, 2006


Posted: 2006-04-27 01:27:47 UTC

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2006-05-08 20:18:16Faith
Sounds like one of those poems written back in the day... very beautiful imagery!