delicate is the vision
gentle is the way
deep within me I am summoned
once again to your throne room
sacred eyes behold the lady in crimson
hair wild and blonde
eyes wide and observing
until I see you
Wisdom, in all your glory
my heart softens and I come to your side
melancholy heart, it’s been so long
you query, where have you been Bren?
my lips utter quietly, exploring the universes
quite of my Father’s nature
the ferocity beneath my skin softened by my love on the Man himself
who keeps me close
daughter will you keep me company at court?
Father I will be here eternal
let us walk in the Garden
I have traversed many a millenum to find something special
a surprise for you Father I know how much you love surprises
a small melady plays among the flora
tender is the feeling
she is yours, conceived in love
on her heart written our great affair
you, my Immortal Father
she, your daughter honesty
Beautifully penned, Brenda. This is an incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
thank you graciously dearest Damian for embracing me in this write ❤️