Sunday, September 24, 2006


on her guilded wings
as she softly sings
she flees from her beloved groom
her path unsure
his heart t'allure
so she fled him by the light of the moon

on his spited brow
sweat and sorrow now
as he follows his timid bride
his love for her
will e'er endure
though he himself would have longed to hide

in this sacred night
these two souls took flight
one to test, one to prove his love
yes this faerie queen
and her swift-winged king
played at love to the coo of the dove

'til by fate's degree
near the holy tree
her love caught her and held her tight
no, no more pure desire
could heav'n conspire
than these two lovers were granted that night

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