Part 1. The Lady With the Crystal Ball

Part 1. The Lady With the Crystal Ball

She was known as the lady with the glass crystal
She was neither kind or evil
She wasn’t very tall,
She was rather beautiful.
She was a lady of mystery
No past no history
Where did she come from
Her past there was none

It was rumoured she came from a land
Of palm trees and white sand
Rumour has it, so it is said
That had been built by a gods own hand
It was a desert of white
If you wonder where is this desert,
I cannot tell you it’s a secret
I’m not a member of any secret sect.

She knew how to turn a man on
With her sweet smile and soft song
She had a inner authoritative power.
She was always charming, never sour
It is said the lady loved good cooking
And was partial to Bella’s roast chicken
When she ate it looked like she had a dimple in her chin
When she swallowed, her chin looked normal again

She could stare a man down
So he crumbled to the ground
Then again make a man proud
And not afraid to laugh aloud
It was known she loved the men
Men she loved to ride them
She had a appetite for sexual pleasure
All pleasures were done at her leisure

Deep down she already knew that one day
Love would come her way
She also knew
That her man to be would be true
She knew the lady of mystery
She looked forward to that life of loving,
Life’s endless love’s entwining
And the continuous joys of love making

People came from miles away
And gladly laid down their money
Just to hear her sweet words,
That sounded as sweet as honey
Where she came from you would not believe
It would be too difficult for you to perceive.
She longed to meet her strong man
Who would love, cherish and understand

Her understanding of people was uncanny
She understood their emotions fully
She could see your feelings of sadness
Make you smile and feel the gladness
No persons problems were to great
Often she would sit and talk to late
Never promise you the moon and stars
She could see through you and see your life scars

She knew on day she would meet her true love
She didn’t know if he would come from heavens above
Thinking about it excited her some what
Often she thought about it a lot
One day she knew she would meet her man,
A quiet young strong magician
She knew the magician was coming
The thought left her trembling, & smiling

07/12/2009 ©opy right Jonathan Danyali

From the unknown love appeared  Its Magic  Nice Stumpy

Beaver. Theres another 14 chapters to this, you may not be saying that if i put them all on, one chapter was banned on chat for being to um, er how can i say er um oh golly, oh heck         

   Cancel the above then  and i reserve judgment,   

Beaver i will put them on here at some point.     

 

re: the "er um oh golly oh heck" part Stumpy..... Poetry is a form of art, and what makes art is the subtleness of the beauty of the art that grabs the imagination of the viewer.....

As long as the "er um oh golly oh heck" part is subtle and not blatantly graphical and thought is there that some may feel a bit uncomfortable about it so it may need some editing by yourself....I can't see a problem with the "er um oh golly oh heck" part being posted

LG. Just to be on the safe side, when i get to that chapter, i think i will just send it to you, and you can tell me, i havent made it rude or anything like that, but one does get the gist of Things, that chapter was banned on chat, but Theres a few chapters before then.