In the grotto light of Clearwell
\nA damsel dare I say
\nIn her beautiful crimson top
\nSuch gloriousness dear fae
\nThe iron ore rock resplendent
\nAs its ancientness devours
\nThe darkness offers contemplation
\nAnd her sweeping powers<\/p>\n
Love I know is too strong a word
\nBut love it is for me
\nFrom the moment I first saw her
\nI knew then exactly
\nWhy the goddess gave me
\nEyes for I could see
\nThis really truly beautiful women
\nLooking back at me<\/p>\n
Looking at my camera
\nClearly not at me
\nBut i will have to settle
\nFor that portion and happy
\nI am that I was with her
\nFor those few hours for they
\nWill sustain me just a little
\nUntil another day<\/p>\n
Its become her facebook
\nPortraiture
\nAnd such elegance it be
\nA child perhaps of aradia
\nAn astral being she
\nHer tenderness her delicateness
\nHer perceptivity
\nIt is hard not to love her
\nBut ofcourse it cannot be<\/p>\n
The paralysis of aging
\nThe numbness and the pain
\nSome may think me oblivious
\nBut reality is my gain
\nThe darkness and cavernous suggestions
\nWe now see
\nImbolc and the magick
\nInspired the bard in me <\/p>\n
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