Sunday, October 16, 2011

Edin’s Nymphette.

Edin’s Nymphette.


You certainly describe,
To me, a wandering spirit,
Sprightliness, nimble and quick,
Are the hands clapping,
For an audience being here.

What magic hath bewitched,
A simple notion of thy love ?
Nothing of commonness bequeathed,
Beneath a halo of divinity,
Where eyes covet-eth my sign.

Hath my lady softly fair,
Been made more happy, anew ?
For a noble knight with head,
May have lost it overnight,
For that wonderful smile you give.