Village Green

 

As I was out a-wandering

upon the village green,

I spied a maid a-sauntering

along the winding stream.

 

She turned and cast a sidelong glance,

flashed a furtive smile.

I looked into her eyes -- a trance

ensnared me with feminine wile.

 

She led me down the shaded path

that wound into the brambles.

T'was then I felt her naked wrath.

My resolve soon turned to shambles.

 

My blood ran cold, my eyes went dim,

my heart was full of dread.

The future looked both dark and grim,

I feared I'd soon be dead.

 

I felt her hand upon my chest.

She pressed me to the ground.

She said, My love, it would be best

you utter not a sound.

 

She brushed my mouth with her red lips

as we lay on forest floor.

Her slender fingers grazed my hips

and then I knew no more.

 

The blackbird's song opened my eyes

and to my feet I rose.

What did I find, to my surprise,

a black and scarlet rose.

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I'm pursued by the nymph from the haunted hollow.

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Beware of Nymphs (or not)

 

It is well known that the black and scarlet rose is the symbol for the  Haunted Hollow Nymph. Legend has it that she only appears near Iambic pentameter, but that may be just myth. I have been researching the Haunted Hollow Warlock - his symbol is a golden Jack-in-the Pulpit, his skills are too sensual to relay here to such tender ears. :D Enjoyed the write ~slc~

 

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