Immortal in Memoriam
Supple winsome tender,
Shaded umbra slender.
Dancing sylvan whisper,
Glimpsing just a sliver.
Crowned in Autem, clothed in Spring,
Writhed in mirth like unsung wing.
Naiad, nymph of rivers clear,
Daughter as the graceful deer,
What fen and ford do you take flight?
What arbored pass would you delight?
Were I to learn your right full name,
Beguiled I'd be all the same.
Parched to hear your thoughts that hide,
On aura's breeze and woodlands wide.
Drunk to drink in knowing you,
Enchanted til my life is due.