CAMELOT FANTASIES

SILENT SERENE

Silent and serene, is the night.
When the ravens, take to their flight.
In the shadows, ov the light.
Dark crawls, thru the blacken haven.
Mysteries from this sight, mystifies the cravens.
As if crazed, I look unto what is right.
Mentally I'm not phased, at my crimson sight.
Like a maze, traveling thru time.
Is a different stage ov life, I will be there for the fight.
Frosty the misty haze, hidden among the sight.
Respite st night, its not the creatures rage.
As we haunt thru the haze, beautiful is the dark's parade.
Visions of the mind, likes to play in the beauty of fear.
Darkness ov my career, itself is being kind.
Ravens ov the mind, is luv that has been left behind.

Thank you my dear friend, you are so grand.😚

I love your latest poem.

I love your latest poem.

LUVS' DEPTH

Softness of your lips, caressing my neck.
The sweetness of your touch, the soft the sips.
Beating, ov our convincing hearts.
Retracing your soul, with the sweetness ov our fingertips.
Making luv to you, is the music to curtail.
Simmering to your touch, you cast your spell.
With your kisses, your luv will prevail.
Shivering is my rush, with your finesse.
Hypnotic is your eyes, when I bare my soul in them.
If my heart, could caress your mind.
Then you would see, my luv is not blind.
Something that I see so well, this I know you could tell.
Taking me in your arms, holding me so beautifully still.
Knowing our luv, is oh so real.
Thru our hearts, we will sing our song.
Hold my luv deep within, never to part.
Sweet to taste, your kisses run deep.
Eternally strong, our luv will softly sleep.

MOONLIGHT

What brings me, to lay at your side.
Is it being, under the covers ov the moonlight.
How your body shines, to that glow.
As we watch our luv grow, in our hearts to reside.
With different shades, of the night.
How I luv that soul, visual from within.
Watching our hearts, come to shine.
Enrobed within the light, your body mystically aligned.
Posed to the beauty, ov the night.
Holding you tight, in our seductive side.
Covers our luv, in the romantic light.

WOMEN'S FURY

Hell has no fury, like a woman that has no glory.
Pain, is always her greatest inventory.
Only her heart, can really tell the story.
In the valley of death, let luv ov women persist.
Without the luv, the hearts will resist.
Women warriors, will hunt their prey.
What is best for man, is listen to what we say.
We do not want, our men to fade.
We wish to luv you, each and every day.
We are protective, thru a blaze ov glory.
You we will ingest, if your are to get in our way.
Physically strong, we may not be.
Mental and emotionally, we battle on.
Women's. Swords, will sing their strong.
We are the roots, ov the family.

wonderful lady V.

Thank you dear, with many ways I'll persevere. Beautiful are the images my dear. Keep up the fantastic work. Luvs😚

Great prose
Lady V
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