Bride to Be (part five)

Posted by ractrose on 8 May 2019 in Art, Poems

    Bride to Be (part five)   Alderic. Do I not know the name? Is he that man Tills yon spit of land, so thin and barren Trades in horses… Have a care, young daughter. Vestal to a carven goddess These our conquerors will have you cloistered There your nose may humbly point, as […]