Tale Weaver/Fairy Tale #113: the quest 30.03.17

A couple of quest tales from my archive.


It was a story of strength
A quest to an ancient ground
Where the spirit of darkness lived
A dragon guarded the treasure
Defiant resistance to the game
The sparks of amethyst laid
In front of the hearth
And so was Prinsesa Mayumi
Waited for her knight
Few men and knights tried
But to no avail, dragon won
From steely blue skies
A white charged horse
Descended from the clouds
Prinsipe Makisig to the rescue
And so he slayed the dragon
Saved the princess and they kissed
Took all the amethyst and treasure
And they wed to the delights of all


Life is precious, I can claim that
Take it as going to a combat
The endless quest or can I say struggle?
I know I should be grateful
Some rare threads of graceful living
In a beautiful beach basking
Brief erotic relationship
Travelling by plane or by ship
How come I feel empty inside?
When you left and I cried
I want to be fed in my roots
Express to me my attributes
I visualise my life as I speak
I can play hide and seek

For: Tale Weaver/Fairy Tale #113: the quest 30.03.17


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