Softly …gracefully
Softly gracefully Nimble agile, Curious and naïve, Those are the terms one would use to describe the woman, Any woman, But she, My love, My lily, My lilium Skilled but pliable to the hand that caress her, Stubborn but gentle, Able to control the simple base needs or her heart, Delicate as a rose as yet with more thorns than brambles, Ever bearing in her thirst of knowledge, She who has charmed the darkest serpent to dance before all on the eve of night, She who has bore witness to the falling light, She who I would move the world and recreate it in the image of her, Yet with the presence of my skilled tutelage, Lapping up the wisdom I present and I absorb the very words she pours before her in proving herself to all. She the one who trusts and questions, The very being of life and love, It is she, Who has captured my attention? It will be she who I would close the very void to stand beside on that darkest night. My lilium…. My light….
sammaelsgoddess · Fri Jan 12, 2007 @ 01:51am · 0 Comments |