Auburn

It is thy wanton gestures that contrive inside long auburn curls - Wherefore to diminish the pleas of a warm, lustful breeze! For though gilded rays shall grace all thy sunlit days Tis Moonstrucks cast beams, your mischiefs, That did so deceive. Happily ye wander through Midnights velvet vales... Thus to bathe in the still of deep glades shimmering pools; Gently smile as the White Hart confuses at the Nightjar, Laugh joyfully as he gleefully barks within a Huntresses muse. Whence, entwining abouts your lithe-liken limbs, Enchanting currents that confound upon like curvaceous streams:- Flawlessly proportioned, highbred, temperate form Of palest earthborn Athenian figurine. And ere those coy sighs should but just once countenance Mortal compromise Through your countless ages of fair queens and fabled kings - Then, at some singular point in trickling sands spatial time, If my heart beat against thine...wouldst thy charge me astride Great Pegasusus wings? So recline thou, betwixt sharp earth and Heavens eternal skies, Thoust art serenaded by forlorn winds that forsakenly Beseech upon your divine name - For the raging fires of burning stars were lit to blaze In thine eyes By thee fearful architect who moulded immortal clay To thy perfectly sculptured frame!