Nimue, the Faery-Enchantress
Quietly supportive, brooding love
She waits, presence everywhere
In shadows wafting
Aroma filling the air
He breathes… the Merlin
Seeing her there…
Enchanted, entrapped…
Unfulfilled love pair
May meet ‘neath the wings
Of the crow heir
To her love…
The cave now a lair,
The love once entombed
Now brought to bear…
As she grows
Into Nimue the fair.
ã29 July 1999, Daphne Yvonne Bradshaw.
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