She Knows
The woman I love she knows, she knowsWhat shadows shudder in my hidden depths
She knows what guesses be when she blesses me
With the presence of her presents, bows
Ribbons of silken lights, she delights my every sense
In the motion of her moment recompense ,
Of place and time when she rings the Night so deep with song
Where we belong we are see it shows
The woman I love she knows, she knows . . .
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2014-11-04 at 02:50
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