The Lady And The Gentlemen
By Jacqueline Amos


Oh thy jewel of diamond,
precious as the golden,
halo upon thy head,
The visions of an angel,
let me count the ways,
Gentle as thou calm heart,
I turn to thee gracefully,
treasures of a jewel,
given by thy God.


Thy love thy mercy ,
thy lips of thy sweet embrace.
The nights thou nights,
the thoughts of you.
Thy source the essence of your love,
thou shall not eat from the garden,
after our wedding day.

The vineyards that displays,
beauty and grace.
Chalice speaks, thou trumped ,
by a silent heart.
I sit upon the stars an vision your frame,
I shall not be hasty,
the gifts will be unwrapped,
on thy wedding day, neither tarnished,
are displayed.


The virgin angel the gift that awaits,
upon that special night,
Thou smile, thy calmness,
thy concern, I kneel upon thy knees.
Thy request your hand in marriage,
will you marry me, thy jewel of greatness,
I sit upon thy garden,
awaiting your answer,
will you bless me,
and be my wife.


Oh thy gentlemen of such grace,
thou sit upon the stars as you my love.
I the embrace of thy love,
they vineyards ,
shall someday belong to thee.


I shall think about thou plead for marriage,
I must console with thy father,
I shall return with thou answer.
As the angel slowly walked away with grace,
thy frame startled thy eyes,
thy body covered head to toe,
the sweet smell of daisy,
surrounded her as she walks,
I sit upon the night the love that thy share,
makes my love skip a beat,
I shall await the answer,
and prepare a place,
for my becoming wife to be.

I place this ring upon thy finger,
I stand in accordance,
with the ordination of thy
thy angel shall be complete,
now that thou have found thy other wing.

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