Catherine's Voice
SultryRose's Signatures
I am so loath
me thinks now to dwell
here in the lair
of Raven's black spell
Hark hear my voice
I send it to thee
race on thy wind
to thy peasant, Keye
Raven doth lie
a vampire not I
come thou to me
dost thou hear my cry
Race with thy wind
shan't last much longer
light hath grown dim
evil much stronger
Where hast thou gone
my lover my Keye
no light shine th
come hither to me
Shan't give up hope
I weaken my love
Raven laughing
somewhere up above
Keye thou must come
save me this day
your princess calls
come hither I pray
Princess Catherine aka
deb/nana5
written as a lovers call
to my peasant boy lover
for debscircleofpoets forum
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