MY LADY CHATELAINE
Through the mists inside the darkest night
Be I strolled as a fool may do
I came upon a lonely place
Where images were few.
The breeze was cold …
Hold a humming sigh …
Ghosts haunting, whispering, lullaby.
Murky dew-drops ice bite kiss
Frosty white my trembling lips
Through shadows veils the fool am I
I suddenly began to … cry.
For in her eyes her pain was raw
Be a broken heart torn rose in two
Thorns talons claw forever deep
Bloods tear drops fall in a castle’s keep
A tortured woman full of pain
My Lady weeping
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