| Enchanted Ascension |
In darkness of night I seek to discover
the beauty who haunts me, my desires to love her
who posses a heart of gentle deep feelings
but weary am I --- so long it was raining
My yearning does conquer my tiring soul
so I must move forward in answer to goals
slowly I walk toward the towering den
soon steps appear just around a small glen
Moss covered steps I see rising in soft light
glistening in moonlight yet glimmering bright
a wind overtakes me with chilling effect
there is fear of discovery turning to a great test
So upward I step into the tower of darkness
seeing a door of great power --- but lockless
my fears over powered by deep seated desires
I push my way inward and hear songs from a lyre
I cast of my coverings and remove my old boots
not wishing to soil the great room with no view
the first step is taken and upward I go
each step of great meaning to this wondering soul
Her voice cascades downward and touches my ears
“Come my sweet prince you are welcome up here.”
Her sweet words engulf me and draw me to climb
losing my fears and straightening my spine
So long was the trail I have chosen to follow
my Lady still calls and my mind now is hollow
from any a thought that I could not continue
I must keep on climbing up the long venue
A small door is seen and it grows with each step
the softness of candle light emits from the cracks
of wood that’s so old it is drawn in despair
her song is now singing and consciously blares!
I open the door and before me she stands
a beautiful women with soft silken hands
her eyes are deep blue and her hair long and gold
she stands with a power and her warmth now enfolds
I command you to enter she gently does state
I step through the door --- I do not hesitate
she approaches and lingers around me so quiet
Her fingers caressing --- Her touch is so slight
My yearnings to join are spoken softly to Her
she smiles with a countenance as my mind blurs
she harkens my mind with Her rhythm of words
I am now devoured --- by Her passion and love
Conquered completely by Her beautiful form
the sun rises slowly… as dies the storm
bound in her presence and committed I am
to taste of Her passions – so lucky this man
Hung from the rafters by ropes of pure white
engulfing our pleasures --- soft candle light
Her touch is so tender to my singing flesh
expanding the minutes to hours of our bliss
All through the day I am lost in Her realm
Her mysteries revealed --- and I’m overwhelmed
with passions a fire and burning desires
singing to pleasures by the songs of Her lyre
My journey complete and the answer was found
the shadows which cast through Her long flowing gown
still burn in the soul of my memory this day
the seductress who called as if I were prey
I stand on the edge of the seas rolling in
looking out to the horizon of sin
remembering all of the lust when we met
the lady, in the tower, and the payment of debt
Oh haunting I suffer from our one encounter
my lingering feelings to return to Her tower
yet knowing it would end with my own death
the song of Her lyre still sings on my breath
by DWHolmes (copyright - 2006)
the beauty who haunts me, my desires to love her
who posses a heart of gentle deep feelings
but weary am I --- so long it was raining
My yearning does conquer my tiring soul
so I must move forward in answer to goals
slowly I walk toward the towering den
soon steps appear just around a small glen
Moss covered steps I see rising in soft light
glistening in moonlight yet glimmering bright
a wind overtakes me with chilling effect
there is fear of discovery turning to a great test
So upward I step into the tower of darkness
seeing a door of great power --- but lockless
my fears over powered by deep seated desires
I push my way inward and hear songs from a lyre
I cast of my coverings and remove my old boots
not wishing to soil the great room with no view
the first step is taken and upward I go
each step of great meaning to this wondering soul
Her voice cascades downward and touches my ears
“Come my sweet prince you are welcome up here.”
Her sweet words engulf me and draw me to climb
losing my fears and straightening my spine
So long was the trail I have chosen to follow
my Lady still calls and my mind now is hollow
from any a thought that I could not continue
I must keep on climbing up the long venue
A small door is seen and it grows with each step
the softness of candle light emits from the cracks
of wood that’s so old it is drawn in despair
her song is now singing and consciously blares!
I open the door and before me she stands
a beautiful women with soft silken hands
her eyes are deep blue and her hair long and gold
she stands with a power and her warmth now enfolds
I command you to enter she gently does state
I step through the door --- I do not hesitate
she approaches and lingers around me so quiet
Her fingers caressing --- Her touch is so slight
My yearnings to join are spoken softly to Her
she smiles with a countenance as my mind blurs
she harkens my mind with Her rhythm of words
I am now devoured --- by Her passion and love
Conquered completely by Her beautiful form
the sun rises slowly… as dies the storm
bound in her presence and committed I am
to taste of Her passions – so lucky this man
Hung from the rafters by ropes of pure white
engulfing our pleasures --- soft candle light
Her touch is so tender to my singing flesh
expanding the minutes to hours of our bliss
All through the day I am lost in Her realm
Her mysteries revealed --- and I’m overwhelmed
with passions a fire and burning desires
singing to pleasures by the songs of Her lyre
My journey complete and the answer was found
the shadows which cast through Her long flowing gown
still burn in the soul of my memory this day
the seductress who called as if I were prey
I stand on the edge of the seas rolling in
looking out to the horizon of sin
remembering all of the lust when we met
the lady, in the tower, and the payment of debt
Oh haunting I suffer from our one encounter
my lingering feelings to return to Her tower
yet knowing it would end with my own death
the song of Her lyre still sings on my breath
by DWHolmes (copyright - 2006)
