Ah, my lady love <br />lies sleeping in her chamber <br />counting memories <br />of our life together <br /> <br />her well preserved jams <br />& jars of wild wild honey <br />glinting like eyes <br />in the moonlight <br /> <br />travelling across <br />the opened cupboard. <br />Softly, I enter <br />both chamber and lady <br /> <br />and memory <br />and dreaming <br />and reality <br />all come together <br />as one.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ah-my-lady-love/
