It is not a knee that clicks out of joint
as easily as wafting a sword sideways
that makes one lame.
And the hands can do what they do
in craft as well as war
in craft of war of course, necessity,
but look, love, these little droplets,
and give me silver I will silver you
and silver-tongue you too.
Give me gold when the warriors have gone
on their raids in far islands,
and I will make you queen
of a dream.
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Under The Wings
Puisi.Under the Wings of the Egyptian and world-wide respected Goddess, Isis. Poems of Nature, Inner Resonance and Mythology.
