Calla Lily Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken

Calla Lily

Rating: 4.9


I remember The Calla Lily
The Field full to running over
And my most beloved
Running without a care
With a most magestic Roe
His breath was that of sweet wine
A bouquet that only Saints could smell
His Armor was of molten gold
Laid heavy upon his chest
Oh and the Calla Lily
I can still smell them so sweet
In the later air
In the time
Of my Prime
They were just everywhere


Inspired by: The Book, The Song Of Solomon

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