(A great one while calling his barroness by these names…)
It was a scent…BUT not just any, …
her scent filled the air
see breeze,
It was jasmine of lady faire
his contessa in the wind…singing him
.dancing love, and the feet dancing bare,
on the sound of his laughter, with the joy of her hair,
lady fire always hope, lady fire who would dare,
first of year was so long, and the night was so young.
….then arrived lady faire,
loving temptress, loving him…
her prince waiting there
summer eve never leave
the magic carpet….tinker belle who would weave
, tinker belle who would care,
lady fire who would water
the waiting soul, and your life she shall share
limitless love, limitless mare, charming knight…to her declare.,
..
charming knight, limitless mare..limitless love both declare
flying eagle and a raven may be odd, but united pair
their wings are bride, above the known seeking the rare
my lady doth sleep,
deeply sleep in heart of chair
as the magic calling her
little one…very deep, deeply sleep in my heart
….in my heart a golden chair
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