literature

her name is marigold

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hair like dwarven gold,
    spilling recklessly along her white shoulders
          she has skin like fresh cream
      and as soft as a kitten's paws
her eyes of sapphire shimmer
    in the heat of the day
piercing you through your soul
   and clasping your heart to her bosom
           her rhythm beats a vibrating tattoo
  in your arms;
                 the wolves that raised her
       are tame compared to the wilderness
                    that pursues her steps --
           she can melt into the shadows
                   and engage herself with the rock cliffs of yore
      better than any creature
            the maiden of marigold,
               light as the wind, and just as quick
  she will steal your heart, shepherd
         if you do not watch it as closely
as you do your own stock
       
I wrote something along the lines of this a few years ago, but I don't remember exactly how it went (and I don't have the phone it was written down on anymore).
So, have this new rendition!
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totiltwithwindmills's avatar
OH! It makes me think of a fantasy tale. Beautiful. I'm not sure if perhaps this is something lost in that it's meant more for spoken word and I'm reading it, but the last line feels. . . off. In the sense that it breaks the magical, flowing melody you have going. I feel like it needs something else after it to wrap it up or something? But again that could just be cause I'm reading it instead of hearing it aloud. Either way, it's still a gorgeous piece of poetry. Makes me think of the little musical pieces that Tolkien would include in his works!