"Guinivere"

Guinivere 

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Guinivere. . .

I miss your presence so . 

I wish to see you riding 

your black stallion like 

fury through the forest 

dark .

And you one brilliant 

streak of bright crimson 

and scent of rose . 

Your raven hair trailing off 

behind you . 

And in your presence I 

was never myself . 

Unfamiliar quiet and 

aloof . 

Your fair skin like 

porcelain cream .

Your lips a cherry blush . 

And your eyes deep pools 

of liquid amber . 

On occasion our paths 

would cross as you 

wandered the riverbank .

Escaping strict rules of 

the palace no doubt .

You preferred your 

solitude . 

I remember now how my 

unexpected presence 

caused you to halt .

And your long gown 

swaying as you turned . 

Causing waves of silk to 

ripple from your bodice

down to your feet . 

And as you looked up 

assaulting me with the 

slightest tilt of your head . 

Those mischievous eyes 

accessing me . 

And you never uttering so 

much as one word . 

While your angel face 

captured me sending me 

straight to the Heavens 

above . . .

Ahhhhhh Guinivere my 

unreachable love !

As we passed by the 

waterfall a crimson ribbon 

escaped as it slipped 

lazily from your raven 

hair . 

Perhaps my love my 

maiden fair we shall meet 

again one day in the 

forest dark or by the 

riverbank .

I would return your 

crimson ribbon of silk .

Perhaps tie it in your 

raven hair . . .