Thanks to my wonderful friend who bought me this nice book. She told me every writer needs a nice leather journal. Dear friend I finally recalled you did buy it for me as my high school graduation present. I hope to add new poems in 2012!
The Lover of Her Majesty
I stare out into the majestic sea
Mesmerized by her undulating waves.
My soul is unlocked for she is the key
When I feel trapped in desolate black caves.
I slowly descend in a sky of clay
To meet this dark majesty for the night.
As I look out across the blood-stained bay,
I tremble so at this saturnine sight.
All there is left for me to do is wait
Until she beckons for I am her mate.
-Bonnie
12/29/91
This is a great poem with wonderful descriptions.
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