The Lands Of Barrenment Iv Poem by Geoff Warden

My fair maiden awaits
as I have entered the gate
and thy worries all drift off to sleep
Our leisurely nightly stroll
the one who owns my soul
again I know the feeling of rebirth
Talk of days events
thought starts to commence
and a spark ignites into a flame
A raging fire pit
my hand starts to slip
the passion burns two souls start to weep
Her connection I know
as she continually shows
the true meaning of my total worth...
Candle light surrounds
the minstrel turns down
outside the sound of falling gentle rain
My Fair Maiden and I
lock within our sighs
unbridled desire announces its gain
Retired for the night
everything is alright
Sir James will have to wait 'til morn'
For in this moment
I reside in consoulment
of the truth my Fair Lady has sworn.....