My Fairlady


I owe 'er a flower
i sent throu' a dove
to tell of my love
but the wind blew it away.

I drew her a vinci's "mona lisa"
the rain washed it off.

I did send my greetings
of my love throu' friends
my love they did cast as lust.

I meet my muse
all alone
and sing of my love

In her heart it sinks
Forever.





Poetry by kayce
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Written on 2006-10-05 at 20:44

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keith nunes
hey this is really well crafted and a real sophistication about it!
2006-10-05