Lost Amours

Pray telleth unto me .that which insanities canst ne'r wager comparison ..for thence tis it so that mine own bosom doth it weigh burdensome...and mine own heart doth hold rhythm melancholia sickness ..haunted of memories ...oh thou art so beauteous...even thy phantasm doth captivate mine own soul's respite ..therfore but to rend mine own longing for thy caress ..for thence shall knoweth I thy graces angelic deliverance ...
Ah but alas thou art distantly beyond mine own grasp ..as though fruit forbidden and sweetest didst drape thyself from vine and limb ..and thence should I but wish to partake of respite neath thy shade .....thine own body Goddess like ..doth it stand fast in silent repose ..Though t'were it thence upon Summer's promise ...whence mine own lips didst glance thine ..and nectar of thy bloom didst I savour splendours of thee ..
Thou art yet mine own mantle and gladest shall I place mine own frail.body afore three ..for now sweet amours beckon unto mine own ..shall I thence close mine eyes and cast selfish wish upon moonlight ..that ye shall return ..mayhap tis beset that one must henceforth reminisce thy sweet caress ..but knoweth I in reluctance ..as pain doth it wrack mine own being ..that thou shall ne'r again cast thy glances upon me...
This warrior wolf doth traverse both dawning and thence nightfall ..in search thereof mine own lost amours ..and tis now which knoweth I that madness daemonic hath laid purchase upon mine own heart ..though It be shattered unto fragment of but a thousand and more tears ..I scream unto the night in maniachal rage that mine own princess hath become my possessor ...and shall she hold thence keys unto mine own Kingdom ere more ..

Raven 2016 'Lost Amours' 💜