Thine Austringer

Thine Austringer

A Poem by felioness
"

cold lady...

"




savagely my feelings flare

(aching for thine flesh)

oh wild is her fearlessness!

(my need hungers without rest) 


in dreams i reach

(thou art not there!)

she taunts me like a jezebel

(in the most alluring way!)

 

though oft crushed by cruelties

mine lady love is prone to say

each syllable strikes like a devil’s bell

(but unabashed my desire remains the same!)

 

cold lady....

hidden in thy secret parts

a raptor does thy bidding

slicing mine soul apart

without even losing rhythm!

 

words like talons cut and fillet

excuse me but i do digress...

my tender parts I must address

worn tattered upon mine sleeve

because i still believe ...

 

i mourn her treatment thus

mine shredded heart in disarray

but patiently i await the day

(with anticipated sweet relief!)

 

to calm her as a hooded hawk

until my lady learns to obey

(despite her present disbelief)

 

thus her austringer i shall become

noble falconer full of grace and guile

who all the while (despite how she mocks)

shall tame her cruel proud heart

with a tender love-filled smile

 

sweet jezebel ... screaming out mine name!

thou who manipulates both heart and soul

i offer thee mine body as thine slave

for only then shall i be whole!

 

tethered as one to thine wild wild heart

for when we wed we shall never part

my love is not in vain!

© 2013 felioness


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Some parts held me and bit hard "Cold Lady" in particular - but others seemed less sure and lost the rhythm...

Posted 10 Years Ago


Chris

10 Years Ago

not dinging... really. I read them aloud three times to get the best feel for the work that I can
felioness

10 Years Ago

I appreciate it.
Chris

10 Years Ago

You're welcome
"cold lady....

hidden in thy secret parts

a raptor does thy bidding

slicing mine soul apart

without even losing rhythm!



words like talons cut and fillet

excuse me but i do digress...

my tender parts I must address

worn tattered upon mine sleeve



because i still believe ..."
I do believe you pen great poems. Thank you for sharing...Long time no see...:)

Posted 10 Years Ago


felioness

10 Years Ago

Why thank you...you just made my day!
Sami Khalil

10 Years Ago

My pleasure...Any time...:)

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Added on October 12, 2013
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felioness
felioness

Saskatchewan, Canada



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