Dreaming of Avalon

Dreaming of Avalon

By J. Lynne Moore

Oh, you mists of Avalon,
hiding enchantments fair.
Grant me entry hence,
to see your beauties rare.

Allow me to gaze upon,
your lofty secrets grand;
pixies, fairies, unicorns,
all the riches of your land.

May I lay my head, gentle,
among the flora, sweet?
And drink your lake waters,
where haps the Lady I may meet.

Would that Merlin might grant,
an audience to the likes of me.
I would beseech the ol’ fellow,
to share a quaint cup of tea.

And if by luck or by grace,
Arthur should happen my way.
I think I should count it a blessing
if in his court he lets me stay.

Oh, my dearest Avalon…
Allow me through your misty gates.
Tease me not with your reveries,
for with in your arms my dreams await.

© 2016 -2017 Cashmere Illusions.blog /J.Lynne Moore All Rights Reserved

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