she came stealing
When you stood ripe in this transient market.
Purchasing gourds full of honeyed care with your sparse fare.
Your nimble feet,ploughed her back,till you fell by her musket.
She goaded you,and you never eluded!
A belated conscience whistled and whistled to nought.
"I am yours" you declared in your daydreams till you absconded.
your folly stood surety as you were bought.
And when you thought to journey from your daydreaming
Midway you were in her labyrinthine lair
Where your folly deserted you with such fear
Of her gnarled figure, as she stood beckoning,with screeching
Then you were beyond my saving grasp
She stole you in full glare, when you stood ripe in this transient market.
Hummm
The visual artist again...
Ok, hope you are not falling for another like this.
Sweet lines tho
Lols
Don't worry it's safe... 😁