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Location: Shire of Trisel, Trimaris

I am in my late forties, a proud husband, father, and a bard. I am a book pedlar by trade and a bookman by vocation. I am a romantic, a realist, and a Believer. I like a good joke, and a bad one even better. I admire all ladies for the innate beauty that is in each one, but my heart is sworn to the fair and gentle Lady Lorelei, who has consented to share my life and my name.

Sunday, July 23, 2006

Woman Who Haunts My Eyes

While this is not in period, it is not really out of period either. I'm still working on a melody for it.


Woman Who Haunts My Eyes


Are you flame-haired or dark-eyed,
A creature of light,
Lithesome or winsome or wise?
Do you find where I wait out the hours of the night,
Woman who haunts my eyes?

Do you call me in languid words
Measured and slow?
Do you reach me with half-whispered sighs?
Do your tears fill the place where my memories go,
Woman who haunts my eyes?

I see round each corner a glimpse of your face
Just enough to draw me further in.
Yet I turn to find I’m alone in the place
Where you were, and I begin again.

I follow your echoes down un-remarked streets,
Though it’s useless, as I realize.
You dance in the corners my vision won’t reach,
Woman who haunts my eyes.

Woman who haunts my eyes.

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