Beguiled

Beguiled

Speak in shadows and Whispers to my Heart
And let not my musings and Intrepid Thoughts
Take up arms against the Swelling Emotion that
Pours like a torrent from the Love Abiding within;
That if such notions should abate the tide,
If such a clamorous din of maddening chaos
Could quell the Pounding in this Heart at the
Merest Thought of You,
Then Shall I be Unworthy of Your Love
And Lost within the discord that threatens to
Steal You from Me;
Yet Whisper in the Softest Tone
In Your Sweetest Voice
And All the riotous ponderings of my mind Shall Cease,
Utterly Beguiled .

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~Morgan~
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Beautiful Original Artwork by: Mark Spain

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