The Shaded Lass

Venturing from her cover of cushions a splendour fills our eyes. Intensely beautiful she wades throughout her room enticing all to follow… …in her wake - as she tempts the senses. To catch her would be impossible, for she is the shaded lass. All have tried, yet none succeed… she shadows her own shepherd. Yet more stunning she becomesaugmenting her hoard of followers. Envied by her peers none can match the splendour or brilliance. Her passing like a cloudless night shines bright with starry skies. Yet as she strides her feat do weave our dreams into silence. Our eyes filling with her glory as our hearts drown in peace