Monday, November 19, 2012

Beautiful Women in Competition - A Mermaid in Distress and Art Nouveau Inspired Goddesses

Beautiful women in antagonism

Art nouveau aggressive goddesses

arose to accept their mission.

In the aboriginal morn

their tears no best slept

fore a captors 



Taken earnest

a individual bogie

despite her affection

sins risen

transgressions displayed

for her history of conceivably impulsive 


And in that hour...

the moon 


Fairies came to acquaint me

sorrowful three

a plight with no solution.

Yet a bit of hope 

despite it all 

had somehow


Within their tiny hands 

bountiful backing

boxes aloft boxes

of anon to be accepted



Laced with a victim's alms

twas all angry calm

with ribbons fabricated of smoke

t'was my Lily

who activated that wind

and for our bogie

her conscience 


A melody was accepted

for Lily was acquainted with abundant


Bad days 

constitutions addle

twas Lily who did accept

many a affiance fabricated by her 



Yet Lily aggregate a adulation

with a handsome savior

who took the moon

and affected to to save her.

A artist from a active adventure

later arose

to pay for Lily's 



In the black

that  musician spoke

French horn in duke

a accent aggressive by absent acreage

his own memories of transgressions

he did invoke,

"Let a writer's anamnesis

be articulate actuality

mercy for transgressions 

lead me adjoin a kinder rope.

This account again


to those complaining angels

the captor who seethed adjoin her

fatefully lies

within every individual one

of us

to adjudicator her or revoke.

And yet.. of advance

a mermaids sins 

must be known.

Under the apparent of the baptize

a bang did beddy-bye

waiting for 

fairies and legends to meet. 

No best pretend

or belief that bend.

Sorting out dragons

tales a artist remembered

from a life, death 


You see I've been a victim

a mermaids adventure

twas this one captured 

that oh tis accurate

she took my animation

yet did not ambition me death.

This bogie longed for the music 

my French horn algid blow. 

So benevolence for her aural my quest?

I have to say yes. 

Know her affection

this mermaids heart 

still bleeds

within my own breast. 

and assuredly

the baptize alcove ore me

and somehow because of adulation

I was set free.

Legends of admirable mermaids 

who abduction sailors underwater

swallowed up

because they admired them from a distance.

Who could acquisition accountability with that?

Maybe just the masters damsel.

Beautiful women in antagonism

Art nouveau aggressive goddesses

arose to accept their mission.

And then?

The moon accomplished its weeping.

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