Treasure Island

Beach Leanbh

(07/22/1982)

Artemis


Orbits lit, a match to shine upon the twilit sky
Her flow defines - she is Artemis, sister to the sun
She glimmers as the last sunset ray upon the sea
An abstruse gambol, the bands 'round my soul untie
And freed my life anew, a boundless journey just begun
A veiled companion, my passage's potpourri

She is Artemis - a hunter of renown and skill
She doth take aim, and to my knees I fall
Struck by an arrow naught villainous, but of euphoric frame
I am the quail, the huntress' target, bent now to her will
Forever pursuing as a cherub forced me to enthrall
She is Artemis the hunter and I beg to be her game

Submitted: Saturday, April 24, 2010
Edited: Saturday, November 12, 2011

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