Nymph Poem by Princess LilyPad

Longing Little big baby boy, a real “love me! ” loud lonely boy,
Loves a lovely lady girl, ladylove goes spry in kaliedescope curls

Lovelorn salt sobs, the dirty filthy little drips,
Pass down her body like a knife slicing smart little ribbon slits,

Hits of blood, my sacrifice, my remiss…and with this, my unobtainable dreams go amiss….

See triple three waters like mirrors that bounce off pretty sad batting eyes,
In his image, behind her eyes, in her mind, his death it looms, he cannot see her canceling out all sound.

Reveal yourself my king of regret, taker of nymphs and lady callers,
Do your glistening mirrors glow so bright, do the self righteous ever faulter?

Glow tears that morph to make a sound, hear the trumpets sound for muses
Swish and whirl, in worlds of blame, my stitch in side it cowers
Under tearing shreds of hope, and in toppled lands of once fabled gold I peer to meet a lover.
Sweetly swirling undertow. glug...glug...glug...