There was once a lady Who walked through the path And stumbled by the pebble Woven by tapestry She was a fine mystery Her threads were of magnificent shade Verboten to any touch An orphic whose heart aflame to elegance With emotions poured like midnight rain A profound question on inner pain But still , like petals , the words unfold A gentle beauty, young and old Exploring shadows, night and dark Her brevity oozes from her darker past A lover to one's love To lay her fear she devouts Her nakedness hides uncovered With her senses fleeting in motion For she was once a spark that entwined Enticed by her poetic authenticity She was once a lady for whom My soul was sold without thought And my fate got tangled with her emotions evermore ~