Trickery moons
what of love da shadow
haste
ginger of angel fallen from
grace
upon da lands of worldly
place
still above stands heavenly gate
Her exotic perfected reflecting
face
gently strucked by love inside
my embrace
immersed in conventional life
looms
inside my hearts eager veins
I felt her love
treaty taste sculpted perfectly
rounded in da mold
glimmering light that shower
da depth of my soul
her sensuality beckons me
with a spirit of love
whatever cross our path
is intimate
Silent cries confronted with
courage unity and faith
this angel fairy
stand in hope reaching
for our morrow
unmeasurable by da boundaries
of tyme
October has become fate
to brisk love unconditional
she is thy Goddess.