Dream Lady

"A humble sonnet"

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Last night she came to visit

With one thing on her mind

Her presence all encompassing

Her hunger, not refined

Not sure of anything but greed

Her passion, was enthralling

We danced awhile, romanced some more

My name she was a calling

She took me to her bed, once more

My passion was exploding

My Sword was buried in her hilt

The battle now was raging

My dream, was shattered when the alarm rang true

The dream oh so special, between me and you

Published 6 years ago

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