A Song to my Muse, My LadyA Poem by Patches I'm not so new anymore.Aglow art thou with love so human Who wouldst dare to break thy spell Thy dark eyes that burn and bless captured in my imagination. I yearn for thee.
Thine eyes keep me in thy power, eyes that speak of love sublime eyes that keep me long in tharldom eyes that drown me in their depths.
Peace my poetess/ priestess peace cease thy siren's song oh cease in the depths thine eyes of fire clense my soul, grant me rest
Peace to thee my poetess/ priestess I thy troubadour am still my voice, my mandolin are mute my heart, my mind dwell beneath thy spell. © 2011 Patches I'm not so new anymore.Reviews
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3 Reviews Added on January 25, 2011 Last Updated on February 2, 2011 Previous Versions AuthorPatches I'm not so new anymore.Westwego, LAAboutAmerican by birth Southern by the Grace of God. more..Writing
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