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' Masculine Majesty... '

‘ Masculine Majesty … ’
Medieval Lines # 2

Lo’ and Behold … Thy Masculine Majesty
Thy Manliness, Suits Thee, Most Perfectly
As Knightly Swain, doth’ this Maid Elate
Wherefore Thy Warrior Hands, Commence Passionate

Thy Kingly Eyes, Glisten-Graciously, Wise
And Smolder My Sight, as Sun doth’ Skies
Thy Princely Lips, Whence Wine doth’ Drip
Dare I Partake One Sip, ere’ Swoon and Skip?

Thy Presence and Essence, art’ Aphrodisiac to My Soul
I Beseech Thee, Sup from Mine Alchemy-Bowl
Forsooth, by Thine Bow and Arrow
and Mine Own, Blood, Bone Marrow …

… I Must Have Thee, lest’ I Wail in Sorrow
I Forswear The Handsomeness of Any Other Fellow
The Look of Thee, Melts Me … Like Candle Tallow
Thence … I Shall Seek Thy Love … on The Morrow

Lo’ and Behold … Thy Masculine Majesty …

by MoonBee Canady

Comments (2)

'He is a girl'...this sounds grammatically wrong...but no......this is correct...these masculines..her majesty...and there tribe is growing :)
wonderful symbolistic poem, lovely to read.....10