"sonnet24"

defining moon, her soul's anchor
does privately for him hanker
as night to dark, he will pavane
amidst the shades of the insane
in cage for metalled blindfold sigh
a beast in chains `tis his reply
as shackled din does fill the air
her piercing eyes watch him prepare
with skin of dew and jangling nerves
his girl in place, he just observes
her body form, dark mane of stick
her throat of breath so heavy thick
when viewed in mind, his eyes do see
his savage girl in her beauty.

`t. imaan tretchicovmanicova
12feb08
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