A wonderful vision was she, a beauty to behold.
Her hair cascading down her back a lusterus gold.
Hypnotic eyes of blue , deep pools to dive into.
Skin a velvet cream soft almost see through.
Among the poppies singing gently to herself
In a robe of red and gold she sat the Queen of the elves.
A gentle knight rode by all in armor and his finery
He asked her was she the Queen of heaven
No she replied that name does not belong to me.
She bade him leave his horse and rest with her a while.
He wanted to refuse her but she had such a beautiful smile.
He left his horse to graze and lay down his sword.
He took the lady’s hand and sat with her upon the green sward.
She took his mind, she took his senses and his virginity too
With kisses sweet and fingers light she showed the young knight exactly what to do.
With caresses smooth and gentle she coaxed his manhood to swell
And though this was his first time she made sure that he did it well.
Four days and nights she kept the knight bound within her will
She taught him amazing things,he though tired could not rest though he begged her to be still.
Teaching him things he had never known and exciting parts of his body taking him into another zone..
Her body, she helped him explore, hour by hour as he learnt more. Making his lust sore and waving as his innocent away had flown
Finally when she had, had her fill and her appetite was satisfied
She sat and brushed her hair, what of the young knight who she had taught so well…………… sadly he was no more, worn out the youth had died.
willowdot21 
Jun 12, 2013 @ 22:20:39
Love this !
Jun 13, 2013 @ 08:05:36
Well I am pleased that you do like this! Thank you for visiting and following my blog, I am grateful and do feel free to drop by anytime you like! 😉
Jun 14, 2013 @ 10:38:06
Thank you. 🙂
Jun 14, 2013 @ 14:34:54
🙂 😉
Jun 13, 2013 @ 20:03:42
Worn out the youth and died – your choices of words, Willow… love them.
A very interesting tale – & the picture, as ever, so perfect. 🙂
Jun 13, 2013 @ 20:06:47
Thank you Noeleen, hun, I am glad you like this. It was the photo I fell in love with. BTW I am spell bound by your book!! Hugs to you both!! xxxx
Jun 13, 2013 @ 20:08:18
Oh really, Willow? True? My gosh, this is such relief. Thank you DEARLY.
You’re allowed to be honest! I need to know! But… I hope you are involved, are there with me, can see my angst, feel.
Jun 13, 2013 @ 20:17:26
Yes Noeleen today has been the first time I have been able to sit down and look at the book. I see a damaged teenager, yes I know you were older but that is what I see. A young girl screaming “Love me, someone love me……….. anyone.Here I am take me … take me” It is painful honestly painful. xx
Jun 13, 2013 @ 21:08:42
wordplay and so much unheard and unseen pain that’s down deep within — am I misrepresenting it?
Jun 13, 2013 @ 21:17:08
Well I always love it when some reads something different into a tale I tell. I did actually see it as a pure ( or as it happened un pure) story of a young knight accosted by the queen of the elves. She uses him and makes love to him all night sucking life out of him. In the morning she leaves him for dead! But as I say read from it what you will. xx