• once upon a midnight clearing
    I saw a lady so fair of face
    spewing words so endearing
    with beauty like exquisite lace

    I dared not make a sound
    for fear of sinning
    upon this sacred ground,
    as the godess goes a spinning

    the stars I am sure
    are shining with displeasure
    as they succumb to her sweet allure
    that is more enticing then their treasure

    hair more radiant then the sun
    skin so elegantly pale
    this feeling I sense connot be undone
    as the wind continues to wail

    when she smiles I see home
    when she sings I feel at peace
    as the birds continue to roam
    a piece of my heart I lease