Pale White Beauty Poem by Mark. A Heathcote
Pale White Beauty
Soft as the moonlight, glinting
on a veil of silken snow
you're pale - your white beauty, maudlin.
My blood runs quick, about to overflow
you, with your dark hair, low and roving
oh, Ivory shouldered, queen
there, where the barn owl is sleeping.
So quietly, calm and serene
there, where the raven is feeding.
His talon's - in the snow,
there with a heart still bleeding,
I'll pray you love me so.
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