02-13-2020, 03:46 PM
From whence came this sultry silhouette?
That I surely cannot say
Where before had I and this shape met?
It’s glory dances in my eyelids
I journey to my memory
And find the smell of fresh violets
Oh, sweet yet distant temptress
I can see a shimmer around you
Your hooves and neck jeweled as an empress
As she grows nearer, I begin to trimble
I keep my wits about me
Hope that my charms stand ready and nimble
The anticipation is palpable
And the nervousness of each second
Is simply incalculable
With each sharp clack of her hooves
I pray that she not slip by me
I pray that the love in this moment moves
That I surely cannot say
Where before had I and this shape met?
It’s glory dances in my eyelids
I journey to my memory
And find the smell of fresh violets
Oh, sweet yet distant temptress
I can see a shimmer around you
Your hooves and neck jeweled as an empress
As she grows nearer, I begin to trimble
I keep my wits about me
Hope that my charms stand ready and nimble
The anticipation is palpable
And the nervousness of each second
Is simply incalculable
With each sharp clack of her hooves
I pray that she not slip by me
I pray that the love in this moment moves