'Tis a fine Lady.., <br />I was connected too <br />Her words of poetry <br />Cut me right through <br /> <br />'Tis the Lady I chance <br />Cross a very thin line <br />Her sway of romance <br />melts my frozen heart.. <br /> <br />Somehow, someway I am drawn to verse <br />It pulls me closer <br />absorbing my very soul <br />consuming my very being <br /> <br />Strangers... <br />though her words taught my mind <br />with an unspeakable desire.. <br />for her golden hand I wish to hold <br /> <br />She is the ink <br />I long to be the paper <br />Oh write your words of passion <br />Upon my needing heart........ <br /> <br />A fine Lady full of passion <br />Fulfilling the needs of my want <br />Ink meets paper, my world a fire <br />She..the Lady...Fills my desire.. <br /> <br />Such Princess of passionate dream <br />Golden hand upon my cheek <br />such sweet gentle touch <br />Makes my soul so speak.....<br /><br />Geoff Warden<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lady-fire/
