
This is something I wrote for my very special lady. I've been neglecting her lately, and I thought she deserved something special.
The Waiting Lady
I see a lady, she is far from here.
She is distant, but I feel so near.
I have her close to me, within my heart.
She is always with me, I have no fear.
Her chestnut locks are a flag to bind me,
Her eyes shine brightly, In the dark I see.
She holds out her hand, and gives me her strength.
She is my only, no other can be.
My lady is my mate, her I will tame.
I hold her in her sorrow, I'm her flame,
And let no harm near, I am her safeguard.
I shall protect and love her all the same.
Her tears bring me pain, they bring me sorrow.
Her pain is my own, this is all I know.
When she cries, her voice is a mourning dirge.
Running to my arms, her grief aches me so.
When she smiles, I know delight once again.
In her kiss, there is the envy of men,
The bliss of her touch, it overwhelms me.
My love is my joy, her heart guides my pen.
She is my shining gem, a precious stone.
She is my orchid, precious flower sown.
Her value, beyond words, priceless to me.
I shall never yield her to anyone.
She will be mine forever, this I say
So others will know, come whatever may,
I will not release her, never again.
She will be with me 'til my final day.
I love her.
Ransu
The Waiting Lady
I see a lady, she is far from here.
She is distant, but I feel so near.
I have her close to me, within my heart.
She is always with me, I have no fear.
Her chestnut locks are a flag to bind me,
Her eyes shine brightly, In the dark I see.
She holds out her hand, and gives me her strength.
She is my only, no other can be.
My lady is my mate, her I will tame.
I hold her in her sorrow, I'm her flame,
And let no harm near, I am her safeguard.
I shall protect and love her all the same.
Her tears bring me pain, they bring me sorrow.
Her pain is my own, this is all I know.
When she cries, her voice is a mourning dirge.
Running to my arms, her grief aches me so.
When she smiles, I know delight once again.
In her kiss, there is the envy of men,
The bliss of her touch, it overwhelms me.
My love is my joy, her heart guides my pen.
She is my shining gem, a precious stone.
She is my orchid, precious flower sown.
Her value, beyond words, priceless to me.
I shall never yield her to anyone.
She will be mine forever, this I say
So others will know, come whatever may,
I will not release her, never again.
She will be with me 'til my final day.
I love her.
Ransu
Category Poetry / All
Species Mammal (Other)
Size 50 x 50px
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