Poem: Shepherd Queen - 1.8.12
Oh underwater shepherd-queen, come bestow some grace on me.
Sweltering, I'm afloat yet bolted
to the sand, ever changing
and still I swim the same, and up around and all about you, I long remain.
A bemused fan, forever devoted to your tug and tide,
to your bluest deepest dream of dreams,
my underwater riding-hood, my underwater queen.
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