The Dark Lady

  She wears the faces of
    My childhood's Goddess
        The Mother
    And the familiar one
        The Sister
    The one I always yearn for
        The Lover

And still you wonder
Why I smile so fondly at Her
Why I greet Her like an old friend
Oh, we go way back, She and I
She was there at my beginning
And She will be there at my end

 

 

 

   

© Amber Drake 2024

 

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