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Fair Lady, Come To Me

by

Leigh Engel



They were two lovers, newly wed
First time sharing "nuptial bed";
Her hand he took and softly said,
"Fair lady, come to me."
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'Twas down beside him that she knelt,
Her heart aflutter would surely melt!
Heard his whispers, his touch-she felt,
"Fair lady, come to me."
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He beckoned her to share this pleasure
As he and she lie there together,
She longed-those words, to hear forever,
"Fair lady, come to me."
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And as they lay in Lovers Nest,
She placed his hand upon her breast;
Oh, such desires He did confess,
"Fair lady, come to me."
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He enticed her with his sultry words
Tremendous feelings he had stirred;
Beneath his heated touch, she heard,
"Fair lady, come to me."
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'Twas on her thigh, he placed a kiss
Oh how much she wanted this!
Persistently did he insist,
"Fair lady, come to me."
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Such joy she found within his arms,
Seduced so by his handsome charms;
He whispered she would ne'er be harmed-
"Fair lady, come to me."
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Desires spent, to his surprise
He saw tears falling from her eyes;
He asked, "My love, why must thee cry?"
"Fair lady, come to me."
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"Is it great pain I've brought to thee?
I was as gentle as I could be!
Let not your cause of tears be me."
"Fair lady, come to me."
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"Oh no, sweet, Sir, the tears I weep
Are tears of love, for where we sleep
Holds now a promise, I'll e'er keep,
"Fair lady, come to me."
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"A promise?" said he, with furrowed brow;
" 'Twas a promise made much like a vow?
Tell me lady, what and how?"
"Fair lady, come to me."
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" 'Twas a promise made in "love", sweet, Sir-
When e'er thou feel desire stir,
So willing each time you beckon "her"...
"Fair lady, come to me."