HEIRARCHY

AS SHE SITS BENEATH YOUR WINDOW
YOU KNOW ITS THERE SHE BELONGS
AN UNREQUETED DEVOTION
FOUND IN HER DOTING STARE
IS A REMINDER OF LONG AGO
WHEN HER AFFECTION RETURNED
AND YOUR CLASS, DISMISSED IN THE HAZE...
OF HER BEWITCHING ECTASY

NOW AS SHE WEEPS BENEATH YOUR WINDOW
YOU RESENT HER LAYING THERE
A TANTALIZING PROPOSAL
FOUND IN HER ENRAPTURED GAZE,
IS AN INVITATION FOR TONITE
BUT THE IMMORTAL WEAKNESS
OF THE CROWN, THAT KEEPS YOU FROM IT...
HER BEWITCHING ECTASY

AS SHE DIES BENEATH YOUR WINDOW
YOU CAPTURE HER DRIFTING SOUL
A FEEBLE ATTEMPT
TO HOLD HER IN YOUR ARMS
A BID FOR ETERNITY
BUT NOT THE TURRETS THAT HOLD YOU,
BUT HER SOUL, SLIPPING THROUGH YOUR HANDS...
THAT KEEP YOU FROM HER BEWITCHING ECTASY

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By Alison Ellis