Open Poetry #19 |
Thee Doth Hold Thy Key |
Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Nay maid, doth thee not know mine bed's not thine. Wilt thee not become aware wherein love shines Thy art most beautiful, thy art truly most desired Lust for thee swells as passion’s coals are fired. Tho heart is taken, thee doth hold thy lover’s key. Tho my love yet be forsaken, wilt thee come to me A nights’ pleasure forthwith I barter thee my soul A moment twixt minds to treasure whilst bells toll. Thy hand taken, giveth to one thee doth not desire Thy love shaken within womb chills from coldest fire. Red flames of lust thee have within mine own arms Wilt mine lips quench thy thirst, taste of thy charms Upon a steady steed I wait beyond the great stone wall as mine ears strain to hear thy lips cry a softest call. Wilt thy words call mine name in thy whisper nigh. Can thee not know love awaits thee in soulful sigh [This message has been edited by Magnus (02-28-2002 08:06 PM).] |
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amusemi Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1262A State of Disarray |
With words like that you'd tempt any woman!! |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
BIG SIGHS CAN BE HEARD COMING FROM UP IN CANADA TONIGHT ~Time has cast a spell on you, |
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Balladeer
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
A very nice theesis of romance, good sir |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
In tender torment love should find you nay distraught Thy rendering word seeks but one love that be caught... Good, sweet Sir, kind lord, should one but be free Then in all wonder, I would thee speak to me... Ah Magnus...I know I don't do it quite right, but you do make me want to! Write, I mean! Like you do! Well done, I enjoyed! |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
For all thine eyes I write with words of olde from within mine soul in quill strokes bold Doth maid of light of sun ask of me.... Doth thee know sire.. my quest to write like thee.. in words of olde with Knights of chivalry... so shall it be!!!! Go ahead ... try it... |
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