The Starlit Maiden (Song inc. MP3)

[bizzybee]

The Starlit Maiden

Stars in her eyes, drink in her hand, brows ever furrowed,
Her mind too wise, her heart too heavy and, her efforts thorough,
'Tis rare to meet a lass so clever,
Rarer still to yearn for forever,
Her overcast disposition,
Makes the world ever brighter.

Hark, the beauty of one desert flower,
Might I dance to behold your smile?
Should heat or sand render me insane,
The final words upon my lips,
Would be thy name.

Storms in her words, book in her hand, passing time 'til morrow,
Casting her wards, moving along and, letting me follow,
The Starlit Maiden unaware of her splendor,
For her darkness makes light that much better,
To her crashing waves I doth surrender.

Hark, the beauty of one desert flower,
Might I dance to behold your smile?
Should heat or sand render me insane,
The final words upon my lips,
Would be thy name.

The final words upon my lips,
Would be thy name.

- Ren Riles

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