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MEETING THE ENCHANTRESS

Poetry By: moonphish
Poetry


we all have met at least one enchantress


Submitted:Jan 18, 2013    Reads: 11    Comments: 4    Likes: 1   


the enchantress, dressed in leather
on a wooden throne, she graced
just waiting for a lover
and a chance to be embraced
.
she loved to spill her stories
as she took them by the hand
then led them through the mazes
of her captivating land
.
she never would have thought to sleep
but if her lover dozed
then she would just lie back in wait
and deem the matter closed
.
when last the tale had been unspun
the lady took a rest
and waited for another chance
to grant a soul's request
.
then she would launch another tale
although much quite the same
the telling flowed in different hues
but still retained the frame
.
though mute at times for time, untold
it never hurt her pride
she came to life so quickly
when the light was spilled inside
.
and this beautiful enchantress
has a million other friends
with a host of new beginnings
and as many wondrous ends




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