My lady bathes in tranquility;
serenity lays down her bed;
and my eyes, ever upon her
swirling, bubbling destiny,
protect her.
Many a weary traveler has stopped ~
felt whispers of her song,
gazed, dazed by her beauty
to tempted fate of wet lips.
I have stood guard a hundred lives,
seldom tasted blood,
with purrrfect devotion
my lady caresses my neck,
endlessly loving me.


though i will be pleased to see the figure represented.






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